Maybe there's something she'd like to see? Take her someplace appealing? It'd help with the wooing." He tugs at his collar, a little uncomfortable. She's been cooped up on the Star for years. "Or not a station," he says, catching himself. "Ask her what station she wants to go to?" I pause, and Dopekh practically stumbles. Food, weapons, and oxygen will be taken care of. "I would actually prefer another station-similar to Prefalon-so Ruth can be comfortable. A lot of abandoned stations are taken over by pirates and I've no desire to get into a pissing war with yet another group. "I suppose." For some reason I'm not keen on the idea. So we need to go somewhere we normally don't. "Because we want to keep those places as safe for when we do our normal business. Our usual haunts seem like a bad idea."ĭopekh nods. "I know we were planning on heading somewhere and waiting them out, but I don't know where. Soften the blow a bit with friendship, so to speak. I will show him some attention and make him feel better about his helpless crush, I decide. "Yes." I put my arm around his shoulders-like I have seen Adiron and Kaspar do to Mathiras-and force him to walk with me. "The bounty hunters?" Dopekh asks, shifting his weight as if trying to get away from my grasp. "I cannot help but feel that we need a new plan to draw out our attackers."
I'm not used to sharing my thoughts with my men, but Ruth is still sleeping in my quarters-she needs her rest-and perhaps a fresh perspective will help calm the spinning of my mind. "I…thank you, sir?" Confusion moves across his face.
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