He shrugged at her response as if to communicate it was no problem. Harsh truths had to be said, and he didn't need to be reminded of how much older he was than the majority of the Heroes of Light.

"That's...that's a hard thing to live with, but I getcha." He pulled out another bottle of beer for Yuffie to grab in case she needed more. "Back on Mars, we got all sortsa danger lurkin' around each rock and corner of the sky. Makes you used to walkin' into the saloon and seein' that your piano player's been eaten by a blob infestation. It's hard, but that don't mean I should lock myself up and never get close to no one." If one of his friends were killed, then he'd be upset, but like most of Mars' human population, death of a random townsperson could be brushed off easily. "Makes you appreciate life a bit more."