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Morbick was mostly silent as they made their way to Gambit's, not that Akshasha minded. The Strong and Silent have their merits. She wanted to fill the silence with something, but was uncertain as to what. Before long they began to approach The Gambit Building, the massive structure sprawling up into the Wing City skyline. The Dark Elf had to part ways with Morbick temporarily and deal with something in the basement bar very quickly. "Um, I have to drop something off before joining you. Any chance you could run up and order me a Moscow Mule?" She did her best to flash a amiable smile and considered casting a suggestion, but decided against it. He's been obliging enough so far, she thought to herself through the fake smile.