Their work continued hour by hour. Asobi worked upstairs, playing with tropical birds of all colours whenever she had the chance.
While Jotou was eventually given a ferret to bring to a few guests within the lounge. It seemed quite friendly and fluffy in Jotou's arms before it climbed onto her shoulder.
"There you go buddy," Jotou handed the ferret to the guests and it leapt off.
"Yeah, they're setting routes to Trailon."
Jotou caught part of a conversation from some other table. The dusk was upon them and two working men had seemingly come here after their shifts.
"New opportunities," the man sipped his beer.
"You'd have to be pretty desperate to start a business there."
"It's definitely risky, but it has to happen at some point—formal trade between Trailon and Galuvit."
