“Mreh, met one a while back. Knew how to put away his booze, that’s for damn sure,” he chuckles with an offhand shrug. Weird admitting that there was actually a Sonic he got along with, but hell. Stranger things have happened.
“Sounds like a fun gig. I jus’ might have to seek it out one day an’ stop by - for shits an’ giggles, of course.” A grin, and then he rummages in his jacket pocket for his smokes. “Think I’ll take off an’ wander around this Zone a bit more,” he mutters, shaking out a cigarette. It’s stuck between his lips, the lighter already in one hand. “Catch you ‘round, then?”
"Certainly," he nods, slightly jealous of the cigarettes. "Just don't cause any trouble," he urges, and waves him off.







