Although we started our day with the usual grand feast in the dining hall, our host was not present, which was quite annoying since I wanted to have a conversation with him. Since that was the case, I focused on the second-best source of intel I had, Sor. First, though, I filled my stomach to the brim, since I didn't really know if there would be a time to eat later on.
- Do you know where Ashal Kal Anur is? - I asked her the moment I left the dining hall and entered the long corridor again.
- He is busy preparing everything to move the ship. Moving to the location by coordinates is not as easy as to another gate - she explained. - Not to mention the Quel'kabar wouldn't communicate with just anybody. His pilots are not good. It has to be the official himself.
- So they have stuck in their asses shoved this high, huh?
She giggled at my comment.
- Yes, they do.
- Have you been there? - I kept asking.
- Yes I was - she said.
