Nova is now noticeably angry.
"Doesn't matter I am more than a match without my weapons"
A cocky smirk crosses his face but quickly turns into a scowl.
"Now if you're finished lecturing me... I'm going to get a drink and continue looking for a job."
Moves to the bar and orders a Correlian Ale. Sits down and takes a long drink while still eyeing Craig menacingly.