John Wu, "It's quite simple, really..."
"It's quite simple, really..." Wu leans across the counter to So-Ae. "You want to sell something to someone, you have to make them trust you or the product. Assuring them that you use it, eh, that works. That's part of what I do."
"So your job is just selling things?"
"I do whatever Chau wants." He smiles, pushes a strand of hair out of his face.
It's no secret that he's one of Chau's most trusted people. Good in the shop, good with people (Compared to most of the thugs around here.), experienced enough with the kaiju to lead expeditions into them, good at listening and good at following orders.
Good at scamming people.
"And what he wants from me today," Wu continues. "Is to show you how we handle this end of the kaiju processing for future reference. So stick close, yes?"
"Yes." She mumbles, her attention drifting to a little kaiju figurine on the counter. She picks it up. "How much is this?"
Oh, yes, Wu thinks. She'll fit right into the bone slums.
