"Uhhh... you had to make like... actually relatively not that bad garbage? Like... it rocked all over the place enough... I dunno, Art, I kinda liked it. 'Course, I like what you do now MORE, but..." He shrugs and smiles shyly at Michelle. "Hey, kiddo... look, I know it's scary as fuck being here and you had the splendid misfortune to run into such shady characters as my cussing-like-a-pirate ass, but um... Hey. You're gonna be okay now. Okay? Just... I promise you that. Artmidget's a great guy, and I'm pretty sure the Guild is a great place, and if it ain't, I know a few other places you can stay that ARE. So um... y'know, I don't like, know you? But I know about you, and Art's my friend, so I promise I'll look after you, too. If like... that's okay with you. I'll also piss right off, if that's what you prefer."