Skyler raised an eyebrow and looked at the newcomer. 
"My good sir, that man is feeble. you can tell. see his posture, he's cowering. He wouldn't be able to do a damn thing to me. I wouldn't even have to use a knife. I'd probably just have to pin him to the floor and slap some sense into him."
He sighed and looked at Mefy. "now you on the other hand would be a fair match. either way, I know what you mean, I've used my words to fair my way out of a few scrapes, but only when I'm more concerned about the other person, when I know if I cant talk my way out I'll still be able to kick their ass. don't mean I enjoy hurting people, I just don't wanna loose my life to some hungry man in a side alley"
Skyler waved the bartender and ordered two pints of hard whiskey and set one in front of his hew friend. 
"hope ya drink well" Skyler grinned