Lim stood there for a long minute before sighing. "You are the weirdest guy I ever met. Everyone is treating their slaves in a different way, y'know."
Jim watched him with a calm smile over his face. "They are my friends, not slaves."
"I… can tell that," Lim took a deep breath before returning to the main topic, "and what do you want from me exactly?"
"Propaganda," Jim said, "I want you to spread the word… anyone wanting to join us will find a way to get into here."
"Would you expose yourself?" Lim was hesitant, "y'know people here are very skeptical about such matters. And man… you have many enemies already, even from masters. You should act low."
"I know, but I won't let just anyone get in," Jim laughed, "besides who said you will use my name in this propaganda?"
"…"
