Alex, still riding the adrenaline high, whips off his helmet and tries to catch his breath. Observing her kicking their foe while he was down inspires him to take two steps to Azura and kiss her before wheeling about to face the Merai and Rorians.
"Would anyone ELSE like to object to the terms we laid out?!" He thunders, gun still clenched pistol-whip style in one hand, as he gestures at the fallen Man-Beast with the other.
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