"Vendors are used to us. They know all about us." Athe says as he sits in the corner, relaxing. "You have nothing to worry about. They don't care about how we work, only that we do out job. We keep them safe, they provide us with what we need." He sets his sword down beside him, and looks at the wall. "Besides that, they work as normal humans, running a business and doing what they can to survive." After a minute, Athe begins remembering all of the Vendors that he's met over the years. So many different Humans and Refugees that sided with them, to protect the humans. He remembered one specifically, she was a fallen Angel that decided to live among the humans, to help them however she could. He wondered about where she was now, or if she was even still alive.