The group escort continued up the stair while Ayse just kept laughing, awkwardly.
Fred and Diona didn't bother pestering Ayse. Neither of them preferred Ayse's comments to his laughs, so they begrudgingly pressed on.
That continued till they eventually reached the fifth floor. Ayse's laugh didn't echo quite as much anymore, so Ayse stopped. He was more interested in the fifth floor anyway. "Hey, dwaaarf! Come out, come out, wherever you are!"
"Act like that and cutting a deal will be far more difficult," Forde quipped from afar.
Ayse and his escorts followed the sound of Forde's voice. They passed a huge corridor before marching into a secluded but open chamber near the center of the port.
"Is this supposed to be a store?" Ayse asked.
