Rufio grinned and took the glass, pausing as he tried to remember what it was he was supposed to say. "Thank you."
He sipped his glass, then smirked. "Pirates, mostly. When they attack people. Indians, but that's for sport, and there aren't any here that I can find. We don't kill each other, just try to catch. Here, in this City, I killed the mayor in front of everybody, and he won't face me anymore. He's scared."
He folded his arms over his chest. "I only make the pirates stay dead though. They don't play fair, and they kill anybody they want, so all they'll get from me is my sword in their ribs."