our sins are washed away
Walking over towards the boxes, Saiden eyed them. Shrugging at Milo's comment, the cook rubbed his head. "Alright. Want me to talk to yer contact, teach them a few things?" He winked at his fellow smuggler.
As the bat flew to the Hali's shoulder, he laughed as it tickled his bare skin. It took him a second to respond to the other man's question. "Why? Ye in a hurry all of a sudden?" Smirking, Saiden handed over his bag, taking the box in exchange. Undoing the knots with a practiced hand, he peered inside for a moment and grinned. Shutting it again, he did up the twine again, much more securely than before.
Then he looked around at the tunnels branching off. "You don't happen to know where tha nearest exit is, do ya?" He sighed and scratched his chest.
As the bat flew to the Hali's shoulder, he laughed as it tickled his bare skin. It took him a second to respond to the other man's question. "Why? Ye in a hurry all of a sudden?" Smirking, Saiden handed over his bag, taking the box in exchange. Undoing the knots with a practiced hand, he peered inside for a moment and grinned. Shutting it again, he did up the twine again, much more securely than before.
Then he looked around at the tunnels branching off. "You don't happen to know where tha nearest exit is, do ya?" He sighed and scratched his chest.
