[It truly is a luxury, feeling secure enough in his present circumstances that he can afford to let his guard down like this — to really get lost in his thoughts as he goes through permutations of moves like a grandmaster testing lines. The whiskey settles in his empty stomach, pacified from growling only momentarily by it, but it'll hold him long enough for the dinner to get done, at least.]
Tell me about discrepancies in the face ranks.
[Evidently, with matters of Midgar at least reasonably settled, his thoughts are turning back to the more immediate future here.]
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Tell me about discrepancies in the face ranks.
[Evidently, with matters of Midgar at least reasonably settled, his thoughts are turning back to the more immediate future here.]
What rank has access that you don't yourself?