(Oh damn........ well, glad my absence didn't hinder this too much.<img alt=":D" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite8" data-shortname=":D" loading="lazy" src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" title="Big Grin    :D"/>)<br/><br/>Trystan sighed, raising an eyebrow at all the scars, deciding for once to keep his mouth shut. Saying anything about that would probably get someone hurt. He wasn't stupid. Although he did chuckle a little when they left the room. "Ah, young love. Such a beautiful thing." He pretended to swoon, stumbling around for a little bit before shaking his head and taking out one of his revolvers. "So, Sam, since you made fun of my previous outfit, tell me. How do you like this one? Better?" He grinned at her, raising an eyebrow at the newest girl, flashing her a quick smile.