The hand on his shoulder pulls Neimand's mind from the ragged panic that stole his thoughts. Wiping the sweat from his face, he allows himself to be led back to the booth.

He is only vaguely aware of Saito's comment as the buzzing in his ears threatens to drown out the frenzied crowd below. Man of action... that's me... he says uncomfortably. His rash act had triggered events he should have forseen and been prepared for. He grabs a waitress by the arm "Bourbon... neat." he says and lets her go.