"You could have fooled me with that," Rylock retorted, "I've watched your meals together, believe those poor saps would have loved to get an acid bath compared to what 'your mates' put them through."<br/><br/>This wasn't good; Rylock had known that sooner or later someone would get him-- he'd have preferred it later, but hell he was twenty five: a ripe old age for any micro. Still he didn't intend to share in the trooper's self-destructive nature.<br/><br/>"After what I just suggested I suppose 'rat' is a better term," Rylock shrugged, "but loyalty in the face of macros usually is short lived anyhow--hence why I'm here."<br/><br/>At least I can try to choke him, he thought, as the wolf used the cliche line about enjoying struggles.<br/><br/>"As to rent, hey, why should I pay? I lived in that house for just as long as you have, in fact I might have even been there longer!"