Bracken, for his part, listens to them quietly, his eyes narrowing when they speak of something dangerous, like assuming they would want it for something bad — so many do, after all, and he has no reason to think better of these two. Well, at least not until they get to the very end, Yelena speaking of this powerful thing having made a mess of things already...

And then, he lets out a breath, and calls out:

"Right, Fyna, I think we gotta take these guys outside."

The words themselves might sound threatening, but his tone is anything but — if anything, Bracken sounds exasperated. Coming here, he expected the mercs after him to be the normal types wanting a share of ghost matter weapons... not whatever the hell they actually were.

In response to his words, the bartender turns around from where she's been chatting with the customers in the adjacent booth and raises her eyebrow.

"So we're not killing them, after all? Pity," she says, casual as can be — and truly, the danger Felix and Yelena were in was very real, just as it was unseen. Just one press of a button would have had them subdued in barely a second.

"You heard them, right?" Bracken says, arms crossed.

"Sure did. A powerful and dangerous thing that can cause a lot of trouble? Sounds like a topic a bit too heavy for a club like this. Come on," she looks at Felix and Yelena, tilting her head towards the back of the club where there's another door.

Bracken pushes his way through the two, starting to head to the door; Fyna, in turn, will wait for Felix and Yelena to move before following them out. When they get outside, it is into a dark alleyway.

"So," Bracken says, "What exactly do you know about this powerful thing? And what exactly are you wanting it for? To destroy it? How, and why?"

"I'd consider my words very carefully if I were you," Fyna adds with a smile.