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“Definitely something going on,” Paskia said as she threw herself onto a chair. Rodin removed his jacket, then poured a couple of drinks. Didn’t ask what Paskia wanted, but he knew she’d need something.
“Anyone else, while I’m over here?” he asked.
Vanya, already at the table, a screen in front of her, raised a steaming mug. “I’m good.” Irazette lifted hers too.
“Sure,” said Gorrin, from his position stretched out on the only bedding mat still in the main room. “Coffee, white. Uran’ll have the same. He’s showering. Again.”
Irazette shook her head at that. “Wash himself away one of these days,” she said. Then she turned to Paskia. “So what did you find?”
“Had a chat with a couple from the Haze.”
Gorrin sat up. “That wise?”
Rodin brought the full mugs over to the table as
