Gallus tightened his lips and nodded. "Very well," Gallus said, turning around, "Fendros, do you reckon you could head back and tell them to get our stock lined up? We will load up and leave as soon as we can."

Fendros unfolded his arms and nodded, but did not change his visage.

Before motioning to leave, Gallus smiled and extended a hand to Urob. "We can't be skipping traditions, now. Let's shake hands now and part ways rich, hm?"

From what Gallus could tell, these slavers didn't suspect anything yet. As long as these ships were big enough and in good shape, all would be going as planned.

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Though Tzirret was thankful for Ma'tanza's comfort, he held his breath while he returned her hug. The less comfortable parts of his past felt far behind him, so his emotions were in check. At least, excepting the nice ones elicited from hugging Ma'tanza. He reluctantly let her go as she explained her ease in making friends.

"Well, maybe...Tzirret could meet them as well?" Tzirret thought out loud, "He has had better luck making friends here than at home." He then smiled and laid out the last set of shackles, "And...thank you for being Tzirret's friend, Ma'tanza. You are a very beau-...um...kind person." Tzirret was glad that he was bent down and facing away from Ma'tanza. His neck burned and he stammered, "V-very kind."