Twenty one minutes after kerchak's first calls. . .
Schlock, grab the next transport up here. We're abandoning the circus contract for something more. . . urgent.
No "buts!" No time. Next transport! GO!
Six hundred and ninety-nine hours before* his first calls. . .
Schlock! The transport is here! Let's go!
*(Yes, we are rewinding about a month.)
The circus, the circus, I'm going to the circus!
Actually, no. We're going to Kelrik Station for briefing, and then we'll catch another transport back. We don't get to the circus for at least four days.
All that enthusiasm. . . it's just gone.