The Ames Interlude

[Reeves]

A fairly tame choice of question, not the worst idea when starting out with conversation but certainly not the most thought provoking thing either. Regardless of that fact he nodded slowly and thoughtfully expressed an honest answer. "Simple. The average person can have a fairly nice life he has a relatively stable income. The only problem is that Liberty doesn't offer much in the way of jobs, so this is easier said than done. The majority of the population scrapes by or winds up on prison, it's only somewhere in the realm of forty percent that actually lead what you might consider decent lives. To be poor is a crime here, entire planetary populations have been displaced for it and used to fuel prison industry." Despite how plainly and politely he'd put the information across, it felt consequential and even personal. But that was likely on account of the fact that it was like the awkward first few seconds of being inside someone else's home. Even if it did come with an invitation.

Once he'd grown quiet and let her process what he'd said, there was the sound of ice clinking in a glass nearby. Their drinks were on the way over to the table.

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