After about fifteen minutes, I was able to return to the dispatch office with Delroy and Pixie. Phillip was waiting for me in the main office. I didn't see Tildi or Will, so I assumed they were doing something else.
Pixie and Delroy were showing signs of anxiety, possibly because the dispatch office belonged solely to Administration.
I didn't know if the other professions saw Rogues. But since the White Guard reported directly to Administration, they were pretty extreme about them.
Phillip noticed the two following me. His eyes showed a tense hostility. Since this monocled bastard usually knew more than he let on, I signaled with my eyes that we should go inside.
Although quite hesitant, the two behind me followed without a fuss. As we made our way inside, I could hear muffled chatter about the slave collars around their necks.
