Ozmic
Whiskered Writer
Garos just nodded and smiled. "I know the feelin'. I'm glad to have someone like ya' to talk with. Lookin' like I do, most folks are pretty nervous to come up and talk to me. Guess it's the curse of bein' a scary lookin' guy," he joked, snickering. He waved a hand at her words. "Ya' don't need to return the favor. Hell, ya' saved me earlier from bein' speared by Vince. I'd say ya' owe me nothin'!" he said with a wink and smirk.