Selene slid the bottle over on the bar so it was between the two of them and pulled off her gauntlet to take the man's hand, careful, as she always was with humans, to offer a firm, businesslike handshake without endangering fragile bones. "Retired is probably an OK thing, but not for me. I'd go stir-crazy in a short time."
One eyebrow went up a little. "If by 'special', you mean not human, that would be me. Technically, I'm a Corvinus hybrid, a mix of all three of the genotypes. Which is probably fairly meaningless to you as a new arrival. No worries. I've mostly been out beyond the settled part of the outer rim the last quarter century or so. Humans are the rare ones out there."