Mort raises an eyebrow, his expression changing to that of a rather unamused person within moments.
"If?"
Listen up. I am not bartering with you. I am telling you not to be a dumbass and not piss off a group which can put a billion credit bounty on your face. If they do decide to put a twenty million per-pop bounty on your boys, I will need to grow an extra pair of hands to keep on the leash so that my own boys do not go after you.
That or pay them off not to attack you, which is not happening. I have better things to use my funds on.
As for the Slavers Union. Your boys are safe, but I cannot say the same for the SU. My bud Peters is the smuggling guy of the Rogues, so if he decides to wipe them out due to them buying our indentured servants from Junker bases instead of ours, I am not going to stop him.
That and they have yet to get a transmission to us, as far as I know. Perhaps they should do that.