Reaver only smirked slightly. He turned his attentions to the woman who had spoken.<br/><br/>"Scum is scum," Reaver said, "Whether or not you have done something, doesn't matter to me scum is scum."<br/><br/>Reaver clapped his hands together and stared at the barbaic guards.<br/><br/>"Now then get my good friends their stuff and we will brief you the moment we cleanse you of prison air," Reaver said.<br/>