[Namur quirks an eyebrow. Ain't a whole lot of people he's met that want to get away from their past that don't have something shady as hell to hide. Then again, most of the people he's met have been pirates of one form or another, so what the hell would he know? He snorts.]

Sheheh damn, man. Find any a 'em a li'l too dusty, come see me. Know a couple shitheads could use a good hand what knows a li'l somethin' usually goes 'longside sailin' for certain crews, if y' catch my drift.

[And it's not like you can exactly resign from being a pirate.]

[He stops in front of a towering skyscraper.]

Well, here y' are. G' luck with yer new life an' all that shit, an' I'll see y' 'round, eh?

[He holds out a hand to shake on it.]