"He's not that bad," Mac shrugged, looking off to the side and dismissing the topic. Raising a hand and waving to the server, he pointed at the table, indicating they were done, then gave a thumbs up at their nod. All taken out of his credit.

"You finished? Let's head back to my place. Well...my ship, anyways. I don't care for rooms and barracks. I prefer my little mobile paradise. Declan thought you might like to watch something a little exciting, but it causes him a lot of anxiety so he wanted me to take you while he was out," the Warlock leaned back even further, slouching into his seat and raising his hands to indicate handlebars.

"I race Sparrows professionally," he grinned, revving his imaginary vehicle before sitting up again. "I've got a circuit today. Come be my good luck charm? Or just chill on the Seeker."