"They don't treat warriors properly here it seems... pity." He took a bite, and considered what he said.
"Yes Sonya, I am fully aware of the almost savage enjoyment you get out of combat. That is one of the many attractive things about you. I do, however, think that in time you should consider settling down. I can scarcely imagine I would be capable of being the same way I was in Outworld, and that the same time I know I can't completely change either. A snake can shed his skin, but he is still a snake."
Shang Tsung took another bite. "This has been a decent meal. Who would have thought I'd have actually competent servants on this realm? I was going to kill them the first day, but I guess this realm has laws against killing those who deserve it. At least, that's what Charles said."
He took a drink from his goblet. "You know, I'm the owner of several hotels throughout the nation. It's kind of pathetic that I would go from being the ruler of everything, to owning hotels."
"Then again," he said. "I can live comfortably on this realm with the money I make... and I'm not obligated to share my palace with the likes of Reptile, or Baraka... they were useful warriors but they always sickened me. So I'm guessing there are no wars at the moment?"