He understands that. More than she probably knows. They both had issues with the fathers. Only Xanxus remembers. He remembers the day he learned he was adopted and his entire life had been a lie. He remembers that day his so called father betrayed him and threw him away because he wasn't blood. He mulls over that she might have something similar. Remembering a different man, a different face superimposed on the one before.

He sighs and looks at the ceiling for a moment to gather his thoughts. "I don't know. I don't think we can punch them. As much as I would like to, they did...something. Mai, I know this is going to sound insane, but I think it has do with sounds. When Predator took us to that fair, there was a song then. When Predator took me after South Vista, I heard something. A noise that put me flat. And the night of that Solstice party, before everyone started trying to kill everyone, there was a song then. I don't know what it is, or how, but it's just too much of a coonicinece to overlook. Thing is, the only way to test it is to wait and see if it happens again." He frowns. He's not good at sitting and waiting.

"And if we walk...I don't know if we can. Have you ever heard anyone leave the label before? What about those that were fired. Have you heard from them at all? No messages. No email. No twitter. Nothing. It's like they just vanished without a trace. What's to say that that won't happen to us if we try to leave."