"Whoa whoa whoa, what did you just say there? Because it sounded like you two were either hacking up hairballs or saying mean things about each other's mothers."

It wasn't like any language Niles had heard before. Only natural, since these aliens weren't Votans, but it had him fascinated. And everyone seemed to live here peacefully, not even struggling with the sort of cultural clashes that Defiance saw.

He tossed some emeralds at the bartender and decided to just get the whole bottle. Vodka wasn't his drink of choice, but it'd do. And there was something bonding about sharing a bottle, and Niles wanted allies. Without the might of E-Rep behind him, and no Churchill (may he rest in peace), he'd only really feel safe once he had some friends, even in a peaceful place like this.