Tal was once again finding herself siding with Ana. For an off-worlder, she just spoke too much sense. "If there is a way off this planet without dealing with Rectja, I say we do that. I've heard stories about him. Scary stories. If we've pissed him off, I don't want to meet him face to face." Tal wasn't trying to hide her fear. It was written all over her face. "There would be more ships on the top level, but we won't be able to get up there without...[i]him[/i] noticing...I don't have any ideas. I'm just talking because I'm nervous."

She stopped talking, looked down at the floor and retreated into herself a little. She wasn't used to being scared, and she certainly wasn't used to other people seeing her scared. The fact that she had only met these people today didn't help either. Now now she looked shy. She was giving them all sorts of wrong impressions right now, wasn't she?