As always, Mitch got straight to the point, and Sal almost admired him for it. It would save him any more lengths of unecessary conversation and because of it, the formalities would be dropped and the plot would commence. He glanced up to Niflheim only momentarily before dropping the facade.
Sal shrugged, removing his arm from the boy's shoulder. "Nothing I haven't used you for before."
Without any further indication of what he had planned, Sal slammed a curled fist into Mitch's gut, effectively knocking the wind out of him. When Mitch's body naturally doubled over in reaction to the strike, his fist then raised and punched the underside of his jaw.