"Wear a hoodie or someth'n. You stick out." He leans back on his heels, arms crossed, looking the kid up and down. That's even without the ears. Not a lotta people built like him wandering around D4 on a good day. Toss in what he'll be asking after? There could be trouble.

"Money, information, booze. That kinda shit. He redid my eye when it got fucked up 'while back."