A business proposal

A panther in the night, a fire burning bright. Ray hummed, her mind already considering the possibilities. "That might just work. Perhaps a custom brew with a low enough content?" She then smirked at Raza and chuckled lightly. "Of course. Though before I agree to anything, or dig my own grave, what kind of favor? Or if you don't have a specific one in mind, what kinds of favors would you consider of equal value for your help?" Owing favors could certainly be a dangerous thing to find oneself in and Ray didn't plan to make a habit of it. But Raza's help could be what dictated her success. She'd have to be careful of what she agreed to regardless. r a y The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion. —Albert Camus