Rem and Rolando had been kept in the same room. They figured it was due to them being not as important and Therod, though both of them felt it was insulting they were not thought of as dangerous enough to lock up separately. Which then lead to the obvious conclusion that it was a trick to have them talk about what they had been up to, so instead they had discussed sports for hours. All different teams and games. Rolando and Rem discovered they were fans of rival teams in Skip Ball, and this lead to hours of silence following Rem reminding Rolando his team was not doing very well and had not been doing very well for quite some time.
"What are you two idiots up to?" Trezlan had finally decided to make contact, in a way that was kind of terrifying to Rem he just seemingly appeared in the room like he was actually there.
"He's fuming because his Skip Ball team sucks." Trezlan got a sour look on his face.
"Our skip ball team."
"So when are you going to come save us?"
"That's what I'm here about, really busy with what I'm doing, so I was just going to let you know you're on your own, should have looked before you lept, but don't worry if you're still in here in a year I'll figure something out." Trezlan winked out before Rem could respond.
"You're father just told me he's leaving us here for at least a year."
"A year with you? Man they should just kill us now."
"Well as a Tarman Dragon's fan it would be a mercy for you." Rolando didn't say anything else to Rem, but that was ok it was worth it for the final dig, even if Rem didn't get to speak to anyone else for a year. Have to win those small battles is what he thought to himself.
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