"You look great."
"Shouldn't you be somewhere doing something important?" My patience for Trezlan was at its lowest. Especially knowing I'd be waiting in a dead colony that reeked for at least a week (because I had planned like an idiot).
"I knew I smelled Hanlon earlier, but I wondered if that was just eyerocks."
"He said your..."
"He says a lot of shit remember that," Trezlan looked around like a criminal making sure no one was looking, "If you see Hanlon again tell him to kiss my ass ok." And with that Trezlan was gone. I should have been sad that the last humanish interaction I had was gone, but honestly Trezlan was worse than being by myself. I didn't transcribe so many dumb things he discussed I'd rather have just left that where it belongs in the garbage!
So I found time to just do anything but think of how alone I was on the planet. This mostly involved sharpening blades and setting things on fire. I admit probably not the best use of my time, but its not like I was on the clock or anything. At least I don't think I was, but I didn't exactly ask about the terms of my current service other than just "go here do this thing."
At least in time someone did come to get me, or I should say something. Because of course, nothing in this world is easy. I swear Trezlan infected me with his bullshit back when I helped him all those years ago.
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