William looked around, confused. He had no idea what the hell was happening, but he was dam  sure gonna find out. He helped up a few others to their feet, then noticed a few officers gathered around the Head Keeper. He motioned to a few of the other mercs to follow him, and headed in the direction of the Keeper. As he got there he heard the officers introducing themselves, and decided to do what he did best, be an asshole. "Don't even bother telling it your names, it doesn't give a shit who you are or how important you are, so long as you don't side with the Reapers. And since Faltus is the only one I know and remotely like, and who is actually paying us, I'm not gonna bother learning your names either. There is only one thing I wanna know." He turned to the Keeper and looked it straight in its weird eyes, "Do you have a bar on this thing? I promised to get my guys drunk, and I think nows as good as time as any."