Immediately upon the question from the man with shades Darion smoothly holstered the pistol back in it’s place at his side.<span style="color: green">“Yes to both questions.”</span>He answered simply.  Seeing no reason to elaborate any more than that since it answered the question.  He had already done his showing-off by drawing the weapon.  The fact that he is an ex-PMC was not something that needed to be let out in the Dreg.  Not to someone with the money to hire guns who probably hated PMC.<br/><br/>Darion glanced at the larger man with the blade.<span style="color: green">“Sorry big guy, but he did say he needed people with guns.”</span>After that he turned to look at the man with shades.  Studying him, and the weapons he was carrying.  He may not have the access to actually be able to pull a name, but Darion didn’t need an implant and net interface to recognize weapons, and the threat of how they were carried.  Of course, this was the Dreg, so his judgement may be off and out of practice with how much he had stayed drunk..<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>