Smiling at the girl and her comrades Orion laughed "Comrades then," then gesturing to the bartender to bring some more whiskey. Drinking too much would be a dangerous game when dealing with these people, so Orion decided he'd only have the one more. "And don't worry about their social ineptitude, I used to be like that as well, since I hated and still hate people in general I never bothered learning how to socially be adept. Then I realized how useful they are as pawns," Orion grinned, taking his drink from the bartender and noticing a few people starting to point towards the corner of the tavern where the guard lay. "Well that's my queue," Orion laughed, then asked, "Care for a walk?" as he walked towards the tavern door. He had a feeling even if they didn't come that he'd see them again sometime soon. Orion shrugged off that feeling. "Instincts are a fool's tool, logic is the truth," he muttered to himself under his breath as he walked, not paying attention to the other group, feeling safety in the knowledge of the other four guards that while might not beat the group in a fair fight, should probably be able to shoot first if they make a stupid move. Or they might come for that walk he offered. Who knows.