Raidou shook his head. "It's not about what they can do, it's about where you are. You're in Namoka. If you're lucky you'll have an old team mate, old lover, fall through the roof but, you know what? Stay here a week and you'll be happy to see an old enemy for a familiar face. How many bullets you got?"
Raidou walked toward the man, grinning. "Oh, it's okay. After two years here you'll just be out of your fucking mind you won't care anymore! Do you have all you're limbs, that's so good! Don't misplace those, okay? Limbs are good. Do you want a drink? You're gonna need one!"