“Yes, you are, aren’t you? I still forget that sometimes. Yours is an interesting history. It is a shame I could not meet the Organic Senjen. I wonder if he’d have been so smitten.” Light chortled. An overloaded cargo lifter rumbled past. The driver was asleep at the wheel; autopilot was taking care of things. “My people have an expression. Love doesn’t live inside people, but as a string held between them. We are all buffeted by the waves of creation, and staying close to those you love is a way to avoid your string going taut and being severed on the reef. I…don’t know if that translated. What I think I’m trying to say is that distance between people can make dating…hard You have to consider our line of work.” 

Light laughed along with Senjen at the thought of Jess dating. “That business with her twin was strange right? Anyway, I’m all for defending the little guy, but we need to be careful. Large corporates run this sector, more or less. They’re happy to take our money…But if they catch us taking theirs, they’ll kill us without a qualm.” Light placed the empty bottle down and got up from the chair, ready to go and sleep.