He flashed a smirk then at her exclamation of addiction to working with co-workers.
"I've never heard it put quite like that, though out there, you depend on your colleagues with your life. So an understandable premise."
He put the bottle of Schnapps down on the bar and waved over the barkeep to take it away, who did so quickly and brought two ice cold beers for them instead. Nighthawk took his and began to sip it casually, almost like washing down the Schnapps.
"Quite a history then. I've been all over the place myself, though most of it I cannot share with you. I've faced the sniffers though, filthy pack they are. I don't doubt that anyone wants to blow them up."
He took another swig of his beer as he turned to face the room, looking around at the patrons bustling about.
"The only thing missing now is a good brawl to bet on."