"mmm. . .if burns was still around, he'd come out with us." he said, remembering their old teammate fondly before looking towards price. "we ever find out what happened to him? he went silent four years ago after we caught makarov the first time. . ."

"oh, her? yeah. . .she's my secret weapon, alright. . .she don't kill, but she'll judge ya to death." he said, walking over and giving the kitten a scratch, smiling under the mask.

"mmm. . .just be careful. . .she's fragile. . ." he stated softly, the gentle giant moving away from the cat, allowing phoenix access to the jet black ball of fluff.

"found 'er on the streets. . .she came right up to me, and I couldn't say no to that face." he admitted with a shrug, the kitten meowing in content as she snuggled closer to the other, causing simon to chuckle. "she likes you."

"finally, someone who speak my language." he said, nodding in agreement with the fellow cat person as he chuckled. "yeah, if she didn't, she'd have clawed yer fuckin' eyes out by now. . .some shadow company bastard found out thr hard way."

"she learned from the best." he stated with an innocent shrug as he jerked a thumb to the wall off to the right, where his collection of knives and various other weapons were displayed in all their glory. "right over there. . ."

"my favorite? tough choice. . .but. . ." grabbing his dual kamas, he twirled the two miniature scythes around. "reap and sow are my favorite melee weapons."

"want to give 'em a twirl?" he asked as he handed the mini-scythes over to her, always happy to show off his weapons to others. "i only use 'em for special occasions."

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. . .should he take him to the med bay?

gently, he's lifting the other up. "gotta be more careful, mate. . ."

"oi, don't glare at me with them big 'ol eyes of yers." he said with a playful roll of his eyes.

"what? want me to pick you up or somethin'?" he asked, placing his hands on his hips as he looked down at the other.

"c'mer then, ya cheeky little shitehead. . ." the talled man said with no real heat to his voice as he picked the other up bridal style in an attempt to embarrass him.

no, but a man can dream. "you are such a fuckin' child." he said with a laugh, shaking his head.

"mmm. . .gettin' comfortable there, roach?" ghost asked softly, tilting his head to the side slightly. he was happy that roach was enjoying himself.