You turn to leave after reporting what you found in Mahmud ManDragon's house. Â Like Hesiesh's fires, Cre'e chirps in memory. Â A bolt of inspiration strikes me.
"Balota, one thing more." Â Like a kid, I grab his arm, and lead him into a small hold for privacy--it is odd to have the Halcyon so empty. Â I whirl to look down into your face--it's still odd to see this impish face instead of the muzzeled one, I can only guess how you feel. Â
"Carό, I have two things to discuss with you.  One is personal, the other deals with our strategy of these...bandits."
I pause, steeling myself. Â If I think on it, this will never happen. Â "I remember" Â And here, I tap the sun motif at my throat, the resting place of Cre'e "you also called our new Captain My King. Â Why do you not call him that now?"
"Balota, one thing more." Â Like a kid, I grab his arm, and lead him into a small hold for privacy--it is odd to have the Halcyon so empty. Â I whirl to look down into your face--it's still odd to see this impish face instead of the muzzeled one, I can only guess how you feel. Â
"Carό, I have two things to discuss with you.  One is personal, the other deals with our strategy of these...bandits."
I pause, steeling myself. Â If I think on it, this will never happen. Â "I remember" Â And here, I tap the sun motif at my throat, the resting place of Cre'e "you also called our new Captain My King. Â Why do you not call him that now?"