Shima was contemplating Vangar words, could he let Felix go? The cat would surely love the opportunity to blitz out of there and it would be unlikely he would go along with Vangar's plan to get him recruited into the army.
Shima saluted Vangar as he said:
"I'm not sure If I'm the right person to go and tell him that General, he must hate me to the bone after what I have done to him, maybe a fresh face would be better to give him the news? Some of his hatred could be shaved away in that circumstance."
"Well you are the scientist here Shima, I'm just an old bag of bones that's only good at cracking skulls, so should I go myself or do you have someone else in mind?"
"He doesn't know you so you should be the best choice sir, that or the person who helped him to get here, I think his name was Maxwell, the grandson of Marquis Mandrel."
