<span style="color: green">“It’s a thought for an advantage.  If they can’t see you, they can’t shoot you.”</span>Darion fell silent, just like Bleu when they passed the bum in the alley.  Watching him out of the corner of his eye as they passed.  One of his hands hovering just at the side of his coat.  Ready to reach into his coat for his pistol to put a bullet into him if the bum proved to be a threat.  Thankfully they walked passed.<br/><br/>Though the question made him fall silent for a moment.  But only just a moment.<span style="color: green">“Didn’t you say earlier that it wasn’t a good idea to get to know each other?”</span>Darion shot back as they moved.  His own eyes scanned over the other side of the street then the street itself.  Always watching for a threat.  He was too sober not to be watchful.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“But if you must know.  I wasn’t always stuck in the dreg.  And my job before required a lot of weapons training.  I’ll let you make your own assumptions from that.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>