... Looking for a way home, then? [Which, if Eugene were confronted with that option, he wasn't sure he'd take up that offer. Still, it was a noble sentiment, he could respect and admire it. The drawl drew a soft laugh out of him-- followed by a short hiss, because really, razors and laughing weren't a natural combination. It wasn't bad, however, after a short examination and he carried on.]

Oh, so that kind of bar fight. Cooperative effort. Not too shabby. What started the fight in the bar?