Novol frowned and squinted at the wall. “I have always been told that the Leyrians impose a kind of economic slavery on their people.” He seemed to regret those words as soon as they were out of his mouth, but Keli translated anyway. “I was told that people here are forced into menial jobs by a totalitarian state.”
“It's not like that,” Jack assured him.
“I attacked you,” Novol said, staring in wide-eyed wonder at Jack. “And yet you fed me and tended my wounds. I cannot imagine that a totalitarian state would produce a man of such generosity.”
His sincerity almost brought a tear to Keli's eye. She spent the better part of an hour translating, helping to make plans to get the man settled in. Jack intended to register the man as refugee tomorrow, and from there, they would find housing fo
