It was good to know that Ace felt the same. Good but bittersweet. Even if he had a chance, Ace had less of one. If he had been just a hair stronger it wouldn't have happened either. None of this shit. But it had and nevermind that.

"You sound just like Marco." He fished a cigar from his glove compartment and searched around for a lighter. "But yeah. Let's enjoy ourselves." Since agreeing with the sentiment was always the best answer even if it felt like trying too hard sometimes.