"Heh, aye, but that thought stopped when she punched me in the gut and set my arm on fire when we first met. At least, i think it was my arm that was on fire. That whole night's a little fuzzy. Shouldn't ha'e introduced them to Molly Afterburner."
Ian shrugged and picked up the glass, using the excuse of drinking it to hid the momentary frown as he sat down. I have no idea where this conversation is going, but there hasn't been any gunfire, slicing, or maiming yet, so must be going good!
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|