Michael's pretty proud of himself, and the smile on his face reflects it, saluting him with the glass. "It's pretty wild, but he and I have been off and on and in some form of love for over a decade, so you know, it's about time," he says, seeing as if they'd been mature and worked their stuff out, this would have happened a lot sooner.

"Yeah, I wasn't out there fighting them," he says, with the specific tone that meant that someone else was. "Had to drag Alex away from playing hero before his prosthetic got yanked off by a fish thing, or the sand did it for him."