[Word his ass. Noctis might not be from the Quad, but he knows how much his word is worth around here. That his attention moves to the device this guy has pulled out is only cursory curiosity. The potential for someone to hunt him down and have him "taken care of" has always been there- part and parcel with doing other people's dirty work. It's not really worth the batting of an eyelash.
One leg crosses over the other.]
Knock yourself out- but my terms still stand.
[In truth, the idea of having his biosignature floating around anywhere is uncomfortable. The corner of his mouth pulls.]
no subject
One leg crosses over the other.]
Knock yourself out- but my terms still stand.
[In truth, the idea of having his biosignature floating around anywhere is uncomfortable. The corner of his mouth pulls.]
And I want that deleted when the job's done.