"That's a nice blade, I'll admit. Kinda reminds me of what Magnetar had, doesn't it?" [i]He smirked slightly, remembering one of the first adventures he'd had with the teenager across from him. Unfortunately, it also reminded him of something. They had come so far together, and both of them owed each other so much... But all things had to come to an end sometimes. [/i] "Hey, Alex... Look kid, this hurts for me to say this, but--dammit.-" [i]He calls out to the bartender, a few meters away.[/i] "-Hey, can I have another glass of whiskey? On the rocks." [i]He sighs as the bartender prepares his drink.[/i] "Look, we've gone our separate ways the past few months. You've been away with your new family, I've been, well, doing what I've been doing on the Arrowhead. I can't keep you on the crew man. It's a ways of money, and frankly, I can't keep you safe. As a crew member, you're my responsibility, but if I let you go... Well, you get my point."