The three of them stared at each other, more or less clueless as to what to do.
In the end, Brennus decided to take charge.
“Greetings. I guess thanks are in order”, he said, maybe a bit too stiffly. Turning towards the scarfed girl, he nodded his head. “We would have been in deep trouble if not for you. You have my gratitude.”
The girl rolled her eyes at him. “Good god, you talk like a book. But your thanks are appreciated. I get way too few of those”, she replied, a smug tone in her melodic voice. Voice like a liquid orgasm – check. Definitely an Adonis-type.