"You've got the story of watching a dude starve right in front of you, the time you nearly killed a dude using nothing by training rounds, the time you saw a cannibal, the time you destroyed a race, all in one day..."
"Nope, I'm pretty damn close to the last of my peeps, so you basically just killed a race..."
[b]his stomach growls and wimpers, begging his mouth to answer its feeble cries for help[/b]
"Hey, I said don't eat anyone on the ship. And also, there might be a way to get you what you need. I have some... Connections. Not legal ones, but still."
"Got it." He says, and starts a call. "Hey, Dreno. What do you mean this is his son? Right, drifting in space. Anyways, you just finish any big jobs? GREAT! Send the bodies to me, in cryo. No I'm not paying, I saved your dads ass AND yours way more than o should have."
"I was one of em.... Killed my first man when I was four, poor bastard didn't bother to look up, stabbed em through the skull with a dagger from an air vent..."