05-01-2016, 07:13 AM
Their guide was drunk quite thoroughly. It was a good thing that Warren had resolved in his heart that he wasn't going to touch or even ingest any of the alcohol of this world for any reason whatsoever. For one thing, Warren didn't want to wake up and realize that during a drunken stupor he had done something stupid like make babies with someone. His resolve on the matter was that he was keeping himself from any further humiliation. The embarrassment and torture he had suffered at the hands of the Clone Troopers on Coruscant had been bad enough. There would be nothing else even remotely similar that he would experience on this world if he had any say in the matter personally. "Alright. Meeting here for breakfast works I suppose. Do you know of any abandoned fortresses near this tree that one could claim for their own? If so I might soon find a place to actually call my own with some renovation efforts. I'll still need to earn more of this 'Omnilium' in order to make the place I want to call home. A lot of it will be needed if I am to regain my true potential on this world. So Wednesday, may I recommend that you avoid Coruscant like the plague until you are powerful enough to destroy buildings in a single blow?" This was asked by Warren, because he didn't want his new friend getting hurt. As it was the clone troopers were little better than morons and thus going around them was inadvisable.