Tak chuckled dryly at Vincent's remark, peering at him skeptically with reptilian eyes. "Sure, I can get you out. I'm just not sure if I want to yet," the mercenary replied, taking a couple steps back from the bars. "Last I heard, you quit because that last mission messed up a bit. You're not at the top of your game anymore, are you? We don't need someone like that in our crew. But..." With standard krogan bluntness, Tak drew a pistol and shot the lock on the door, opening the cell. "You still seem to be a fighter, so how about we see what you can still do?"