Vrenille snorts a laugh at that remark about another way to sell yourself. "Well I guess it depends who you ask. I wouldn't say so. Don't reckon either of my contract partners would either."
It's a distinction he can certain expand upon if asked, but his initial reaction is simply no.
"Anything you had on you'll be in the room they've assigned you in the Down," Vrenille reminds him. "'They' being LIES--so not that paranoid. They're a bunch of bastards. The city and LIES ain't quite the same, always worth remembering. They got overlaps in their rules 'n such, but contracts are a city thing; monthly sex quota is all LIES."
He's looking over the shoes as he says all this, pointing to the selection of sneakers. "These are popular here--comfortable, light weight, people wear 'em with almost everything."
He has no objection to the leather pair that Mustang picks though, and takes a seat on the bench while the clerk gets some sizes from the back for Mustang to try.
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It's a distinction he can certain expand upon if asked, but his initial reaction is simply no.
"Anything you had on you'll be in the room they've assigned you in the Down," Vrenille reminds him. "'They' being LIES--so not that paranoid. They're a bunch of bastards. The city and LIES ain't quite the same, always worth remembering. They got overlaps in their rules 'n such, but contracts are a city thing; monthly sex quota is all LIES."
He's looking over the shoes as he says all this, pointing to the selection of sneakers. "These are popular here--comfortable, light weight, people wear 'em with almost everything."
He has no objection to the leather pair that Mustang picks though, and takes a seat on the bench while the clerk gets some sizes from the back for Mustang to try.