Club Abyss, Ibiza Station.

[BobMacaroni]

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Harabero shook his head. He would not be taking any. He listened carefully and processed what Chenzo said. Alejandro relaxed in his chair as he gave the man a look over. His face was neutral and steely, the benefit of so many years moving up the ladder of Maltese society.

I would approve of that. You may lay any concerns or informations you have about me, if there are any. I have seen your work in the field, there is but one thing I find asking myself.

The man shifted in his seat. Perhaps a run down section of Ibiza did still maintain past comfort.

Why are you still so loyal to the Nomads? After everything we have been through. There have several been moments where we have found ourselves at odds with them. Through the expansion of the Orange Dream, the Nomads simply are beginning to... not fit into our grand picture anymore. Their aggressive nature leads us to defend against strikes upon us. While have maintained friendly... interactions? with their species - especially within the Tau regions, they have lead us astray, and abandoned us in our times of need. And as such, some within Maltese society simply do not choose to return further than a cold distance with them.

Alejandro took a breath. His mind visibly working.

Of course, there were some who believed they were still meaning the best for Malta. But none with a voice as loud and clear, until you came.

Haraberos cold face changed to skepticism

But why? Why do you still so highly honor those who have hurt us?

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