Naugus visibly shudders in disgust at some of the things listed. "Guns!? What do I care for your horrible technology? And protection is something I already have plenty of under my own power! But!"

He leans in, looking at Miller sidelong conspiratorially. "Let's say it just comes down to a favour in the future. Call in some manpower when I may need it for my affairs here in the Nexus. Does that sit all right with you? Clear terms, no unsaid tricks. Simple!"