No thank you / Joining / Is what I should have said

[michael t.]

YOU NEVER GAVE UP ON ME; WHY DON'T YOU?
I'LL NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU SEE; WHY WON'T YOU?

Good day? Who the hell still said good day in this day and age? Michael had a certain expression of confusion as he approached, his small nub of a tail twitching behind him as he looked the other over. Eltrous looked fairly normal, at least for what the dealer had come to expect from those living in the Beyond. The other's upbeat nature was... interesting. While those who were on the happier side weren't impossible to find in The Typhoon, most of them were generally children – or Roxie when she was in a good mood. However, the serval didn't seem like a child, at least to Michael. The thief had to wonder what kept him so jumpy, but he decided not to ask, not wanting to be rude and scare the guy off.

Instead, the jewelry covered bobcat just cleared his throat, muttering as he offered a toothy smile, "I think it should be fine for you to stay here, Eltrous. I'm Michael, and I'm a dealer here as well... it's nice to meet you. Although... I'd recommend being careful about poking your nose into the business of other groups too much. Some of them really don't appreciate it, like the damn Coalition." Michael shook his head as the other group's name rolled off his tongue like it burned, his mismatched blue gaze briefly narrowing.

— Reggan