"Faed does not care. About manners. " Which is very true. He actually does know them well enough to some degree, at least enough to get what he wants when it comes to bounty hunting. There are many races in the universe and tripping up in the wrong place can be a huge hinderance when hunting.

As if to punctuate the rat's point, Faed chucks a hunk of metal, wires, and blinking lights over his shoulder where it crashes down amidst the already existing mess. An inch or so in the other direction and it might have hit her square in the knee.