He finds this quite interesting, his metal cybernetic arm (his right) gripping her hand gently. "I'm General Bazil T Rat, and I'm from the  UK. One of the hardest bastards ever to step out of Sandhurst... I should be clamining me pension, but I'm still fightin' and there's no sign of me stopping yet."<br/><br/>He re-lights his cigar, chuckling. "And I also happen to be high in iron and a... natural... reformer. If you can call me natural, that is."<br/><br/>He looks at Scott as he taps the glass, frowning "Dya wanna leave 'er alone or am I gonna have to show you  why it's bad to hurt or annoy a lady while I'm around?" He gently disengages his hand from Crystal's<br/><br/>He doesn't actually threaten Scott, but the note of warning in his voice is clear. His robotic hand rotates once, showing the bird, before he takes her hand again