Drifter does a poor job of hiding his relief at the sight of you.

"You'd think the Sol system was getting sliced up all over again, the way people are hollering for help. Been hard to keep up."

He sighs. "Nobody counted on me for this kind of thing before. My mistake was turning reliable. You don't see anybody running to Spider for a helping hand. Or four. No, with him, they pay up front."

"I'm practically doing the Vanguard's job for them! You'd think I like this place or something."

Drifter groans. "Hell. I might like this place."

"Don't you look at me. Just go take care of business. And here: I made this dish special. Had to call in a favor to get the right ingredients. Don't spill it."