"Tay-ya. Got it, I've no interest in being decked." Stoney chuckled dryly "My mind is already pretty well TKO as it is."
He used the fresh towel to wipe down the bass. He pulled the broken headstock from his back pocket and handed the pieces to Teja before using the towel on his face and hair. "I hope they can fix him. He was a gift from my dad, and he's been a good friend."
Ignoring the glass, Stoney took a swig from the bottle. "It was ADK 57 when I woke up this morning. What year is it now?"