[Felix was not expecting the lively company so early in the morning. His tail flicked once with a hard thump against the ground as the mercenary stared blandly at the cheerful teenager. The only thing that saved the morning's greetings was the tribute of food. The tiefling's eyes slid over to the pan and two seconds later he went from impassive stare to yawning and stretching much like a cat.

He rolled onto his feet with ease and sidled over towards where Finn was set up.]

Well, they do say the best way to a man's heart is through his stomach. You just push right up past the ribcage and- Anyway. It'll do as payment since I doubt we'll be needing local currency much longer.

[He sat down and leveled his gaze at Finn pointedly. Despite this, his voice almost had a sing-song quality to it in the knowing tone used when next he spoke.]

So. What do you want?