"Mercenary groups. There's at least four of them. I don't know too much about them yet, but I've been trying to keep myself out of their way. The Talons don't seem too bad -- the ones in the mustard yellow armor. They helped get the station's water supply back online when it went down. Pretty much everyone else seems to be wrapped up in some nasty stuff, though." Well, at least from what Haruto had gathered. He hadn't heard too much about what the Talons had done, but he'd seen them on the network seeking out help to get things running again. That meant they couldn't be too bad yet, right?

Finishing the last bit of his food, Haruto folded the bag and put it in his back pocket, then wiped his hands together, before wiping them on the sides of his pants. He glanced around the area thoughtfully, as though looking for someone else who might be in the same situation. "There really is no police force here. Everyone has their own rules and sticks to them, as long as they stay out of Aria's way."