Shade glanced up from the drinks he was making when Roland came over to threaten his livelihood. The cambion just nodded as the councilman went on like he was talking to someone who gave any sort of shit what he could do with this power and money. Of all the people that had tried to ruin the cambion's life, he'd done a grade A job of that himself. But Roland could certainly try all he wanted like there was much to fucking ruin.
He had nothing to say back to all his peacocking because that's all he saw it as. Course Seth didn't, all the drinks he had probably hadn't helped. The blunt had helped chill Shade out and see the situation for what it was. He reached out a hand and called out for Seth, but the witch was already gone so Shade had continued making the drinks finishing them off right before the other came in. He had Seth's sitting on the bar flinching when the other slammed the door hard enough it rattled the windows or maybe that was the thunder. Usually it was him causing that, which he supposed he kind of inadvertently caused it, but hey at least he wasn't the direct reason for a horrible storm in Krovs for once.
"Nothin to apologize for and doubtful I could get some shit to stop a councilman from anything. I wouldn't sweat it. Roland seems a talker not a follow througher. Even if he was, ain't like I got a lot to ruin. Plus he's a have to go to some lengths to get me in the croft again. I got more allies than he does here. What's he got Rhys' bitch ass. Big fuckin whoop. Dudes what. 40 year old witch. I got you, basically the whole cop shop, maybe Renaud if you asked him, we got a list man, I'm sure I can charm some other motherfuckers into it." He smiled handing the witch the drink he made for him. "I can be pretty charming if I try. Everyone likes drinks or food, cept some ungrateful cunts you know." He teased with the place empty save for them.
