[He clucks his tongue, thoughtful as he processes the words and fits it in with the world he knows and what he's seen here. It does sound familiar, and while Ivan hasn't had any experience with these men he knows their type. His brow furrows, because he's not entirely sure what all these men do -- but surely they're gathering some sort of payment or promise?]
I see. [He does -- kind of.] And you think I am capable of such job?
[He's really not one to turn down a job, money is money is less that he must save and send to his sisters over seas.]
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I see. [He does -- kind of.] And you think I am capable of such job?
[He's really not one to turn down a job, money is money is less that he must save and send to his sisters over seas.]