[center][h2][b][color=82ca9d]Flint[/color][/b][/h2][/center]

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	[color=82ca9d]"Woahshit-"[/color] Escaped Flints mouth as the elites hand grabbed a fistful of the the front of him, lifting him of the ground. He was hanging onto the sangheili's wrist so that she wouldn't choke him. [color=82ca9d]"Hey now- who says knowledge belongs to anyone huh? We are all in the pursuit of more!"[/color] He grunted trying to get a little more comfortable in his brand new teammates hand. Clearly joking he managed to respond to her question, [color=82ca9d]"Just one reason? Well for starters I'm pretty good looking by human standards and you don't wanna let that go to waste!"[/color] The fact Flint was grinning like an idiot surely didn't help the situation. It didn't really even seem like he was trying to calm the angry alien who had him by the throat. 

[color=82ca9d]"I'll take this as a, 'No you cant have my armor'. Would you mind setting me down gently please?"[/color]