Well. Color Heiji slightly confused, although this at least confirmed some of what he'd been suspecting -- though it raised a whole slew more questions along with it.

"Uh, thanks!" Thankfully, it was then that the waitress returned with their food. Heiji picked up his fork. "Well... I hope you do die the right way, then. In a fight with like ten guys."

There were many ways to check out, after all, and he supposed dying for what you believed in was better than getting offed so someone could get at their inheritance a few years early. Just a for instance.