...well, I could give you the full report of everything that we've had to deal with up until this point if you wanted it - [ he keeps notes! detailed ones! and he has not yet learned how not to share! ] - but is this really the time for that?

[ Hands behind his back, Riz rocks on his heels to lean to the side, getting a better look at Silco's clothes. ]

You look like you got all kinds of fucked up before you got here. Do you need, like... medical attention? [ His eyes narrow. ] Those bullet holes look a little bigger than the ones I'm used to.

[ His arqubus is, as always, strapped underneath his armpit and ready to go, but it does look a bit archaic in nature. Bullets aren't quite so deadly in Spyre. Everything else is, though. ]