With a nod, Midas gave a smile. "Great. I'll be sure to pay you back for it. Not that words mean much anymore" he shook his head, and gave a sigh, before turning and moving to get cleaned up. He paused, however, and looked to the crouching girl who decided to lecture about manners. "...if i didnt have three broken ribs right now, i might take you seriously. But until i can breath properly again, being polite is the last thing on my mind. Talk to me again in two hours, i might have an apology for you. Until then, mind your own" he gave a harsh glare as he spoke, before turning, and heading away.
 
 Getting a pale of water, he groaned, finding a spot to sit down as he began to clean his hands. Red ran off into the dirt quickly, and he sighed. Shaping up to be a good day...hope it stays that way