Klear and seli reached where the rest of seli's group was. "You don't mind if I rest with you for a while do ya?" "I don't think they should mind. After all, you did help me out." Klear saw a couple faces he didn't recognize. One was perpetually flaming. The other was mostly bald, with some weathering about him. He saw seven laid out flat on the floor, with the bald man rather close to his side. "Who's that guy in the hazmat suit? " flameface inquired. "My name is klear. And the suit is none of your concern" "well I see you helped seli bring some water. So thanks for that" klear sat down with his back on a wall for the support.
"So if you don't mind me asking, what brings you here? " "actually, I do mind you asking. And much like your hazmat suit, the reason we are here is none of your concern" klear heard the mistrust in his voice. So he tried a different approach. "Hey you, how do you know my patron?" Tucker looked up. He contemplated the best way to respond. "We're old buddies." Klear heard the finality in his voice, but could also tell there was more to it. Not having learned much, klear temporarily excused himself to make a call.
When he returned to the group, seven had gained some sort of awareness. "Hey man! What you doing here! " klear heard that seven was still ...disoriented from the night prior. "I was helping out that guy bring some water. So what's up with you and Tucker?" "Man! We go way back, we-" "are old friends and that's it" Tucker cut in. "Well, i suppose I should go soon. Don't be a stranger, ok?" "Sure man! Anytime! " klear then grabbed a drink for the way home, and tried to call his brother, But it went to voicemail. "So I didn't get any info from this group, but ill try to tail them. Hopefully you've gotten better progress than me"