The line moved slowly, but once they passed through the doorway, an assignor asked if they knew which ship they needed to find.
“The Dominator,” Permac said.
“And the little one?” The assignor looked down at Linsora, who clearly wanted to show him that her small size wasn’t something to be mocked—but thankfully, in the name of facilitating her escape, she held herself back.
“She’s with me,” Permac said, briefly shielding his eyes while they turned purple. The assignor wasn’t paying attention, nodding in a bored sort of way—which was precisely what Permac wanted.
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