Yamato looked a little amused at that. "Are you? Hrm, I half-expected you to be happy over my passing."

He knew he hadn't exactly endeared himself to Hiro's friends all that well, not that he really cared. Yamato did what he had to do, and if it made everyone hate him, well it wasn't like he desired their friendship or kindness anyway. The only one he strangely desired the approval of was Hiro, but that was a confusing can of worms that he refused to even touch with a fifty foot pole, let alone open.