Lockheart
" Well, I guess I could do with a pilot. I can't pilot, nor handle myself in a fight for at most another week.
It depends how much your charging, and where your headed. I can't risk a long journey, we could be attacked"
*lockheart adjusts his hat*
"So, what be your conditions??"
*looks at Gabranth and examines him*
"Where abouts are you from? And how did you end up here"
*smokes pipe. Notices Coldcurse*
Lockheart
" took your time, I see you fared pretty well"
* looks at barrels*
Lockheart
" is that the same watered down shit you up in your engines?, jeez they were a nightmare to fix..."