ran was sitting next to his brother on a few scraps and cars at the junkyard, then he notices you in the corner of his eye, and scoots over for you to sit next to him.

“here to watch the fight..?” it was unusual for someone like him to try and make small talk. But he seemed to take some interest in you.

“I heard it’s supposed to be between and Valhalla and toman…” he continues to say and moves on of his braids to his back. Looking you up and down as he says this.