The young mercenary nearly died choking on his drink again from shock as he spotted another round coming their way and a few of the staff preparing to serve a meal after the stranger, or Enoch gave them a few hand signals. He pounded on his chest a few times to aid in his struggle and looked at Enoch with grin and a raised eyebrow. "Mate, I know lots of methods people use to kill others, but I've never heard of someone [i]actually[/i] killing another with kindness. Keep surprising me and I'll choke to death on my first day in London," he laughed and downed the last bit of his drink. He glanced around the establishment as he placed his empty glass onto the table and mentally cringed from the odd looks a few close by patrons were giving him. If Hannah were here he'd be getting an earful. He shook his head and leaned onto the table with his elbows as he made eye contact with Enoch. 

"Though I do gotta ask, why so generous to a stranger? The goodness outta your heart, or do ya want something from me?" he asked with the same smile, but a hint of seriousness in his voice. "Either way is fine with me, but I'd rather handle business straightforward, less a hassle that way," he said before falling back into his seat. "Hope ya don't find my curiosity rude, it's a habit of mine," he chuckled as the second round of drinks arrived.

[@Magister]