Junior doesn't answer you for a long moment.  So long that you might wonder if he even heard that last part.  After your each street level, though, he seems to find the words.<br/><br/><strong>"It's complicated.  But in brief, the Rats are mostly harmless.  They survive by being harmless, useful, and willing to send you to your grave with their teeth in your throat if you cross them."</strong>He gestures in the direction the girl went.<strong>"They have nobody but one another, and they take it real personal if one of their own gets taken down.  Unfortunately, a lot of swaggering assholes need to be taught to lay off first."</strong><br/><br/>He pauses for thought.<br/><br/><strong>"She could, maybe.  But getting her to trust you?  That's going to take some work.  Most every one of the Rats has been burned pretty badly before.  Mo got it worse than most.  But it isn't my story to tell."</strong><br/><br/>He enters the restaurant, accepts the white plastic bag with tied handles from the woman at the counter, rejoins you outside.<br/><br/><strong>"She respects me, but it's the way you'd respect a tiger or something, if you get my drift."</strong>