[He seems like a newbie, huh? That's a polite way of calling him "green," Taryon. Johnny can't help but find some humor in that statement. Also, is Taryon checking him out? He caught that stare, buddy. It seems Mr. Fancypants has a thing for muscles. Johnny knows he looks damn good in a tanktop.]

Bards are what now? [Huh? That wins a curious eyebrow arch from Johnny. He doesn't quite know what to make of that statement.] If you think I'm gonna sit my ass while everyone else does all the work, then you have another thing coming.

You can take point but I got your back.

[This feels oddly familiar to him, very. Maybe he's starting to recall his life as a merc in between performances or something. That could be it.]

Uh, no? What the hell is a Doty--[He trails off once Taryon gestures towards the robot in the back. It's a rather impressive droid, a little generic in the design but still impressive.]

Whoa. [He blinks his eyes in surprise.] I almost didn't notice him.

[That's a little concerning since Johnny always prided himself on his acute awareness.]

What exactly does it do?