A single nod of his head was Rigs only initial response when she mentioned almost dying, yet there was a distant look in his one good eye that betrayed the mix of emotions he had over that memory. Anger and sorrow seemed to be winning out, just remembering her in the hospital...seeing how small and scared Jimmy looked there in that bed. AJ and four of the boys had had to literally knock Mike out when he tried storming out to rain fire and destruction down on the ones to blame. All that rage only fading away when he finally saw her smile again. "Fuck fate and all that shit, babe. We'll live and be happy, cause that's what we want. Anyone tries changing that and I'll show em just why fuckers are afraid of what I can do with a knife."
He had never really been the possessive type at all, but when it came to Jimmy's safety even AJ knew how terrifying his adopted brother could be. The talk of food, and officially joining the family, helped lighten the mood. And even that kiss of hers warranted another smile. "May be a little late to the cake thing, since I've got that suit fitting after mass. But you know what I like, so I trust you to find something we'll both dig. Plus honestly...well i'd like frosting off your body, regardless of if it was vanilla or chocolate."