Alexandra looked around and then at him, noticing his wrapped hand. She felt something wasn't right, so she came to talk to him. Having a feeling it was about the match.

"Well, technically it's still my loft. I had a feeling something was wrong and from the look of your hand, I was right."

She paused for a moment before speaking again, chuckling for a moment.

"Look Michael, I have a feeling that it's about our match against Nova and Zak. It might be for the best that you back out. I don't want you to lose Micah, or for Micah to lose you or her brother. She can afford to lose me. I can face them by myself. You don't need to stay in it any longer."

Alexandra looked down at the floor.