"He always shows. This time, I even wanted it. I needed it. But there wasn't Sabertooth. There wasn't even any Sparties. Just trees."

And that was the frustrating part. He'd been so powerless after being zombified and now so restrained. He was desperate for a good fight. If there was on birthday wish he had, it was that Sabertooth would give him a fight that neither would back down from until one of them was dead. Then, maybe then, he could have came back happy.