Shamus nodded as he headed back to the room he had claimed, closing the door behind him before barring it with his shotgun. "As much fun as I've had in this little adventure today, I don't trust any of the party loving bastards for the skin on there bodies." Shamus said with a sigh as he poured the contents of his pockets onto the ground, a frown held on his face. "What has the criminal lifestyle become, a bunch of drug loving crazies. Where's the commitment, the bonds of brotherhood, the organization?"