"Yes, good to see you there."
Acquinas put his arm over Keanen's shoulder.
"You know you did me a solid with the Just Order, not exactly bound by the Kingdom's laws or anything but, hey, we all overlook things, and a roving band of Vigilante paramilitaries not subject to mortal law is easily fixed, but hey, enough about that, I just want you to know I feel terrible about losing my cool like that last... turn I think Kochac called it? yeah that."
Acquinas studied the sharp taloned gauntlet of his other hand, hefting up his shield as he twisted his hand about.
"See I have a temper, and you seem like a nice guy, but I must ask. Why is it the Jankhalopes of the Artistic capital abandoned me?"