EpilogueKhaal walked through the arcades of The Luna Terminal. Azrail said they were built in titanium. Khaal didn’t know what titanium was, and he didn’t care one way or another as long as they held. He didn’t think the terminal was on the verge of breaking. It looked solid enough, but he liked having a backup plan should something go wrong. They’d sold the human ship they’d arrived in, and Khaal was on the lookout for a new vessel.
They needed one big enough for five people, preferably a few more if they expanded the crew, and there needed to be enough room to stock it with food. The months it had taken them to get to The Luna Terminal had taught him to appreciate the microwave oven, so they’d need one or two of those, but speed and room for weapons were the most important features.
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