"I know, right?" Maren asked suavely in return, figuring that displaying a bit of scrutiny might be called for. "I don't even know if this is for the same guys who wanted the, uh, Hull Panels, was it? Yeah, I don't know if they're the same." With a bit of apprehension, she eyed his drink. It was probably even more disgusting than hers. With those uplifting thoughts in mind, she lifted her own to her lips, emptying it halfway. It had to go somewhere. "And regarding that favour—" She had to interrupt herself to cough daintily, holding hand before her mouth as the alcohol burned her throat. "Pardon me. Regarding that favour, it is exactly what it says on the tin. If you ever need something tricky to find, you tell me, and I relay it to the right people. Simple as that."
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