The young man looked down at his coach, seeing he hand reaching out for him. One hand balled up into a fist at his side while his other took the mans hand. Roger had become his best friend a brother in fighting. Though he watched as he turned to the woman glaring before the next piece of news shocked him.

Eyes widening, "but-" he was cut off as his coach continued to speak. Taking a deep breath he resigned to to what Roger was telling him. "I'll do what I can no promises." Though he nodded when told to learn from another while he was getting better.

He listened as the doctor started speaking brows furrowing. Yes his coach was lucky they had caught it when they did, but the surgeries were gonna take a lot of money from the man. Cole didn't think the guy had the money for the last one, his jaw clenched at the thought blinking back the tears that wanted out. Smal cuts marred his hands calloused with all the fights he had started or not. Though he frowned when Holly that's what his coach had said began to speak. 

The frown deepened upon his features, the only place to get money and still was getting money was from the underground fighting. Putting a hand on her shoulder, "that is unless we get enough money before the last surgery comes up. It seems far to pay him back for all the stuff he's done for us." 

He wasn't about to let his coach go down, because of a stupid money issue that could be fixed. It was just now they were racing against the clock, to get money for their coach in order for him to afford the last surgery. Cole was gonna try his hardest to get it, fighting was his thing and the money that came with it was a bonus at least to him.