“I suppose that is true. Is this in reference to anything in particular, Carlos?”
Carlos sighed. “A trade went bad yesterday,” he said, looking toward the ground. “The guy took my merch and ran straight into a mine field. Needless to say, I can’t exactly go get it, or the caps he owed me… he didn’t make it very far himself. It was… wild, to say the very least.”
The Perfect Scientist 