"Oh, and now the farmboys are butting in," one of the men turns around, but has to croon his head upwards to meet Gregor in the eye which shuts him up for at least a moment.

One of the women scowls as she puts her hands on her hips and addresses Gregor, "Six of our buddies got snuffed last night. Some pricks had been harassing fangs, and boss was gunna tell them off. A bunch of us came out to back her up, and our buddies got killed for it!"

"Yeah, I was there. We was just having words at 'em, at most throw a few fists to show we mean business, and they went and murdered us over it!"

"Look, farmboy, this ain't your business. We Fangs can look out for our own. Hell knows none of you yokels ever look out for us,"