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"WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE?" Rasha asked as they sat down at a corner table of the inn where Silae worked.
"Saying goodbye to friends," Jak said.
The bar of the inn was filled. They'd grabbed one of the last tables. A new waitress came to their table and took their drink orders. She was young with a short spiky crop of blonde hair and permanent markings drawn from her collarbone to her neck.
"Have you decided what you're going to do about your little Temi and Zele?"
Rasha shook her head.
"I can't take them with me. As much as I want to, this off-world life, I don't know what to expect."
"Expect that you're going to need a domesticated beast for protection and a semi-domestic flying creature for stealth missions."
"Yeah, until the day I return and find that my dragon and my pet are
