All eyes followed the pair as Sunshine stepped outside his shop and flung the burly man into the tar-paved street. As pedestrians gave the limp man a wide berth, York stepped outside and handed his boss a towel. Creep wiped the blood from his knuckles and finally remembered the name Ophala had called this stupid, yet fiery, young man. Thank you, Sal.
So Sal is helping him gain a following of sorts.
