David sat back as he listened to the mayor his frown having somehow grown even deeper. It seemed like there quiet little town had been visited by a group of raiders. They had taken over a factory and even had a few hostages. David snorted at that as he was sure that was the main reason the mayor was so adamant about saving the hostages. He had stopped petting Honey and had clinched his fists so tight he early drew blood. He didn't like most people but raiders well he didn't really see them as people, worse than locusts just pests that needed kill'n. He was pulled out of his anger induced stupor to his name being called, along with a few others. It seemed Nicholas wanted them to take care of the raiders. This caused his frown to morph into a cruel smile. If there was one thing he was all ways up for it was a good old raider hunt. He listened as the rag tag group that was his 'team' start to ask questions and make plans. A few of them he agreed with like the old ghoul, especially the end bit, and others he didn't like Conor who seemed to want to take a softer approach. He went back to petting Honey who was carefully watching the others, every now and then she'd clean her eyes with her tongue. That was when Walker seemed to ask a pretty important question going forward. If this group was going to work, they'd need a shot caller. "I agree with Walker, we need someone to keep this cluster fuck on the tracks. Cause it ain't bout to be me, I don't like people on the best of days so I don't think I'd be too good at leading them." He said as Honey started to let out a faint raspy rattling purr as he scratched her under the chin. "And since it seems I'm the only one thinking it, Are we getting paid? I mean most people in town know, so you should know, I don't work for free." He knew that asking to get paid most likely wouldn't earn him any favors and honestly, he didn't give a dame.