Tyki pulled a cigarette out of the silver case he carried and had one halfway to his mouth when the two newest additions walked in.

One of them was the Union noblewoman, a bitch so uptight it would be impossible to remove the stick she had up her arse with a highly trained team of professional potholers, and the other...

He smirked, a flash of white teeth showing from between dark lips.

"They planning a replacement, do you think?" He muttered in an undertone to Road, opting not to speak in Standard.