The thief tipped his hat, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "In a world of chaos, style is the only thing that separates us from the Slugslingers who simply want to break things. I’m not just a thief, Eli. I’m a performer."
"Eli Shane," the thief said, his voice smooth and devoid of malice. "I’ve heard much of your heroics. It’s a shame we meet under such... acquisitive circumstances." [S2E10] The Gentleman and the Thief
"He thinks he's playing a game," Eli said, looking at the card. "But we're going to change the rules." The thief tipped his hat, a faint smirk playing on his lips
"The gear you took belongs to the people who need it to keep the caverns running," Eli countered, his hand hovering over his holster. "Why the games on the slug net?" I’m a performer
A series of cryptic symbols and a single, dapper silhouette of a man in a top hat flickered on the screen. Below the image was a list of seemingly random items—a rare Lumino shard, a crate of hyper-charged gear, and a prototype engine—all stolen from the most secure vaults in the cavern over the last forty-eight hours.
"A gentleman thief?" Eli Shane mused, loading Burpy into his blaster. "He’s practically leaving us a trail of breadcrumbs."
"He’s good," Pronto grumbled, dusting off his cape. "But he’s not Pronto-good."