Alright, the smile on Severa's face was pretty satisfying, York couldn't lie. She had a feeling Severa was only about half as sorry as she seemed, but hey, some lessons took time to sink in. York knew that was definitely the case with her on more than one occasion.

"It's got a name, but I can't pronounce it," she said glibly, resting one hip against the bar. She took another sip, contemplative-like. Davrax didn't strictly approve of drinking on the job, but he didn't really care, either. "Please tell me your idea of a change of scenery doesn't involve bullets."