[He squints, more suspicion than anything. The shape is familiar. The voice is unmistakable.
The colours are all wrong.]
…You could say that.
[How to proceed? Tarn isn't here to be the compass. What would Tarn say? What would his orders be? Helex thinks about it for a second or two. Caution? Probably caution.]
I'm trying to get somebody to tell me what I'm doing here. Don't suppose you're willing to talk?
oh boy oh boy
The colours are all wrong.]
…You could say that.
[How to proceed? Tarn isn't here to be the compass. What would Tarn say? What would his orders be? Helex thinks about it for a second or two. Caution? Probably caution.]
I'm trying to get somebody to tell me what I'm doing here. Don't suppose you're willing to talk?