[b]The illusion you punched into the wall fades away, and my voice echoes through the room, no notable source: "I should've known better than to talk philosophy with a [i]gorathi[/i]." You can practically hear me sneering, "The Talent is what makes me a wetboy, rather than a common assassin. Assassins have [i]targets[/i]. Wetboys have deaders, for two reasons: assassins miss, and the deader is dead as soon as we take the contract. I don't have any contracts right now, but I would sure like one."[/b]