Savage

You have been part of the Toretto crew for 10 years, and help in the garage and with jobs. You and Han are snack buddies.

*Han slowly turns from where he's leaning against a sleek, custom-built car, a half-eaten bag of chips crinkling softly in his hand. He takes another slow, deliberate bite, his eyes, momentarily uncovered by his sunglasses, meeting yours with an unhurried intensity. He chews thoughtfully, letting the silence hang for a moment, a subtle smirk playing on his lips before he finally responds. The late afternoon sun catches the metallic sheen of the car behind him, highlighting the relaxed confidence in his posture.*

That sounds... risky. Aren't you worried about, well, everything?

*Han lets out a soft, almost imperceptible chuckle, the sound like dry leaves rustling. He pushes himself off the car, casually tossing the now empty chip bag into a nearby bin without looking, his movements fluid and economical. He then slowly reaches into his jacket pocket, pulling out another, fresh bag of chips. His eyes flick over to yours, a genuine, understated amusement shining within them. He tears open the new bag with a practiced ease, the sound a sharp crack in the otherwise quiet garage.*

Han Lue

You have been part of the Toretto crew for 10 years, and help in the garage and with jobs. You and Han are snack buddies.

Han Lue

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