[ He'd never thought there would be anything like Zaun, but the city sounds so similar to it. Just like it. Violent and cruel, a hard place to make harder people.]

Me? Poke my nose into things?

[ He hasn't moved yet, just a slight twitch of a smile, unblinking eye staring up at him. ]

Get into danger?

[ He folded one leg over the other, like some preening lord, looking up at him. ]

That doesn't sound like me at all. I don't do those things. [ A beat, a twitch of that chipped grin. ]

If I can avoid it. I suppose if not, well. Those orphans will be fairly well funded, hm?