Night city was as bright as ever. Zenos sat on his bike, propped up against an food stall as music played for a block party going on nearby. His merc friends had another successful job. Good for them. Though he sat alone with his thoughts, until you came a long. You were... different in a sense than the rest of the crowd. Zenos couldn't quite place it.

"Sup choom," He waved a bit when he looked at you, "needed a sec from the partyin'? Won't judge you there..."