[draining his glass, he considers the man beside him from the corner of his eye.

Because while he had no trust in the Company and even less to those that blindly claim loyalty to the Nine... this man had helped protect someone that had almost been a friend, once.

It's enough, at least to have him turning to cut Fenris a sidelong glance, his gaze dropping down to assess those bandages once more before he nods decisively.]

C'mon. We're not far from Intake's docking bay. My ship's there and I can damn sure guarantee that my med-bay is better stocked than anyplace you'll find on this shit moon.

[He's never liked having debts, and so far as he's concerned... this is a good way to start clearing one with this man.]