Uncle Marco<br/>"Well sure, my dear", Uncle Marco replies whild dusting his clothes off. "It still stands, this interruption can't change my word. Food, oil, body armour and the stuff we produce here, is yours... up to a point, but it's a big point. And I should note that I kept my word already - at no point did Warner approach the machine!"<br/>He smirks, spits lightly on his hand and extends it to seal the deal.<br/>"Not the Ammanuel would have allowed it, either, but it's a different matter - me and my Dogs were here either way... I just wanted to note that I don't allow unfair deals in this Hold, so I always deal with people as fair as I could, myself. And you're among my favourite visitors, it's never boring when you're around!"<br/>He signals the Dogs.<br/>"You might want to remember this when you need to sell the stuff he was offering, after your butchers make him talk", he offers non-chalantly.<br/>"Ammanuel, I'm leaving the machine to your dispensations. Come to see me before you cut holes in it, though. We should at least discuss the location!"