He had his seat back as Ethan on the other hand did the same, the blank expression was still very much on his face. He was quiet for a while, probably composing what he was going to tell Ethan.
"It wasn't a deliberate action," He kicked off again in a quiet manner like he was scared of his voice bring heard by another party, "We were stranded and fell into the wrong set of people which we time we got to understand them, and milk a good opportunity out of them."
"Drug dealing was the good opportunity you were able to milk out?" Ethan curiously asked.
"It sounds terrible right?"
"You are not honestly asking me such a question."
"It sounds terrible, but it was a sweet one. We actually enjoyed it as much as we didn't even plan to start it all," he said.
"What kind of desperation pushed you to the street, the wildest part of the street where you have no knowledge about?"