Nene waited patiently for Kostya to finish, perhaps snortling along with some of his louder peals. And why not? Something was funny. Even if that something was her or him or some combination of the two.

"Really now?" she found herself snickering in time. "They're all /that hardcore/? I mean, we got some serious bastards floatin' around here, but even they hook up with guild bosses'r whatever now'n then. They keepin' you as slaves in their candy kitchens're somethin'? How does that even *work*?"