You wouldn't know style if it sucker punched ya in the balls, guy.

[Nope, Roy's not budging. In fact, he decides to make himself comfortable by walking over to a random crate not too far away and sitting on top of it.]

Sorry. It's a public space 'n all.

[Roy shoots Nero a smug look, though it falters slightly when he spots the faint glow, just now noticing how he seems to be hiding his arm. Totally staring with no shame now.]