Jora is momentarily disoriented by the fellow racer-turned-pilot's accent, he could have sworn the man wasn't local. He counters Adoran's joke with a dubious look. Jora, Jora offers, ignoring the offered handshake, but bestowing a genuine grin upon the man instead. I used to run the circuits, still got a fair following- ooh, I should get a holo-recorder, keep them up to date on my achievements in the war, they'd love that. Anyway, I sold my pod, starships are so much cool- eh more impressive. There's so many more interesting upgrades to be made. Jora winced internally, that wasn't supposed to come up yet. Yes, he's good at building things, but you can't go around bragging, you won't get any fans that way.