Split off on their own, huh, is that what we're going with? Sure, bud.

Avan slides his cookie sheet to the side so he can lean over the counter and look Popp in the face. "You're a nice guy, Popp." The offer's a bit meaningless to him, as a person who approaches risks with reckless abandon rather than worry, but the sentiment's nice anyway.

"But hopefully this place remains nice and peaceful!"