NERON
show me how defenceless you really are
Now that was more like it, and Neron's eyes lit up at the prospect of a favour in return, particularly when it came from a future establishment in Halo. "I have no doubt that something will come up that I might need a hand with," he agreed, sitting up a fraction and taking another sip of his drink after toasting to Sunjata in return. To new ventures, and all that. And baskets, he supposed.
The barman's story drew a dark laugh from his throat, Neron's eyebrows raising though he far from denied Sunjata's point. "What is the point in living if there's no one to talk about you afterwards?" he said with a grin, knocking back the rest of his drink and feeling already that his ribs had grown comfortably numb. It wasn't pain free by any sense of the word, but it was in that pleasant I don't really know if they exist anymore stage.
"If your wares are even half as good as this in Halo, you'll be a popular man," he said.
The barman's story drew a dark laugh from his throat, Neron's eyebrows raising though he far from denied Sunjata's point. "What is the point in living if there's no one to talk about you afterwards?" he said with a grin, knocking back the rest of his drink and feeling already that his ribs had grown comfortably numb. It wasn't pain free by any sense of the word, but it was in that pleasant I don't really know if they exist anymore stage.
"If your wares are even half as good as this in Halo, you'll be a popular man," he said.
