[ Later down the line, Cloud may learn that V isn't anywhere close to the epitome of cool. He's not trying to be, and though he's surrounded himself with people whose image is important to them for one reason or another, his own sense of image falls short.

He's just never valued it over and above getting a job done well, and maybe that's because he's never really had to. If he'd taken to heart what society said about the image of his people - of nomads - he'd be a lot angrier by default on any given day. Doesn't mean it's not a topic that gets him fired up though.

While Cloud explains the type of jobs he takes, V's doing a good job of downing the rest of his coffee and going back for more. Real, organic coffee beans over a synth imitation tastes incredible, and maybe that's a more physiological reason as to why he's been trying and failing to catch much sleep since he arrived. ]

Sounds like Night City all right. Corps got their claws sunk in so deep nobody was thinkin' there's a way out of it. People fight over the scraps that're left.

[ What V doesn't remember is that between him and Johnny, they had a hand in taking down one of the biggest corporations in Night City. ]

But nah. Not originally from there. Johnny's from Texas which is uh... different state. Guess you could say I'm from a little bit've everywhere. Born on the road and home was wherever my clan was.

Night City was where I ended up after that all fell apart. Could say I met Johnny there.