Noctisardor Bypass Macklin, you son of a bitch

He rattled off a list of names, but none struck a chord. She shook her head, None of those names here. If I crossed paths with them it was long enough ago that they're probably long elsewhere. That often seemed to be the thing. Mostly Arbiter didn't care -- there was only so much effort she thought one should spend on worrying about those far enough away that you couldn't do anything about it. But usually Arbiter wasn't worried about people who exited her life. Now though... Hm.

But she didn't seem keen to just dismiss him. Perhaps it was an opportunity... Have you been out searching for them long? She tipped her head inquisitively.