[knocks on the others door, preparing himself the encounter with a few deep breaths] [How ironic that facing imminent danger was somehow less stressful than this]
[Who the hell is this] [Phases through the door with brows raised to pair with his crossed arms]Â
What do you need, kid?
[Falls back on the door, closing it with a rattling thump] Hm. [Watches him, taking note of his extensive observation, through narrowed eyes]
So what exactly did you want?
Well, to business. [He turns back around to face Quan] Would you happen to know a lady by the name of Anya?
I would. What of it?













