The man in the suit stepped back briefly, wary of the light show, but when it proved to be harmless-- what they'd asked for, even-- he nodded appreciatively and popped a squat nearby.  "Sweet fuckin' action, that," he murmured in low voice.  "I wasn't much a fan of just sitting back and watching, back home, but if we gotta wait for them to finish first..."<br/><br/>"So what's your story?" he said, glancing to the other man in the room before looking back down to the arena at hand.  "Ain't often I hear someone whose voice has a bit of reverb to it that isn't talking out of a microphone..."<br/><br/>