Vars looks up at the man who has sat down and there a curl to his lip and a little snort but he pushes the vodka bottle toward the newcomer. He's in no mood to prove anything and would rather have drinking company than scuffling right now, physical or otherwise. Besides the Fin would come over and bust him in the mouth for a fight here anyway.

"Same deal man gets." Vars tells him without missing a beat. "Everyone tries the chains and you have break them or be caged."

He's by no means a traditional follower of the Norse myths and religion, but he strongly relates it to his own life and how the world works. "Have to be Fenrisúlfr some days and bite off few hands."