Michael chuckles, placing a hand over his face. "You and me? Work together? Your father and I...we worked together once, if my memory serves me right. Oh, but then he used me. The darkness in me! I suppose there's no point in holding a grudge however for something your father did...no..there's something different about you...," Michael chuckles a bit more madly. "Oh, this'll be fun....I always did enjoy the hunt!" Michael states, his usual demeanor seemingly changed from it used to be.