"It definitely is a muscle," Leon said to Tollnak's thoughts, "When my mutation first awoke I could barely repair paper cuts. Now I can... Do a lot of stuff." As he stopped speaking, Aeria chimed in with her thoughts, her demeanor quickly changing to her typical cold as ice style. "Looks like she's back to being our ice queen." Leon said as he watched he walk away from the food stand, turning to Tollnak. "Not sure I like what she's saying. Especially the fighting part. I mean, me being a pacifist and all. That doesn't really bode too well. Anyway, we should probably jet too, ja?" Leon slid off of his stool, following Aeria out. He hadn't even touched the other two beers and that was practically a crime against nature, but he was sure he'd be back soon enough. There was no way he could ignore this little place that seemed to exist for him.

"So," Leon started, catching up to Aeria, throwing a glance over his shoulder to make sure that Tollnak was coming, "You seem to have somewhere in mind. Something catch your eye on the way here?" It was when he was standing by Aeria that he took a moment to really look around, noticing how quiet it was. The streets were completely empty, minus the few mutants and the human run restaurant, which when Leon thought about it was incredibly odd in itself. Were the owners of the dive bar also mutants? Would the aliens really let regular humans come onto the ship and set up shop?