"More like your emotions than what you're actually thinking. It seems to run in a cycle from what i can tell but there ain't really no pattern to it. One day you'll want to rip the head of the next person ya see, then next you may want to try to fuck 'em. Next week, you'll feel like doing fuck all."

Ace pulled out is phone and tapped at it, adding a note to remember that for later.

"No problem, don't make me regret it."

Slipping the phone back into the leather biker jacket's inside pocket before answering.

"Each time I came to this tourist trap, i got a package in a couple of days. Seemed kind of personal. In your case, it might be what your lookin' for if I'd take a guess."

Dangerous, yes. Intelligent, more likely than not. Interesting though. Another shift of his stance, seemingly relaxing a bit as he leaned against the wall behind him.

"Name's Ace."