Saturday February 17, 2018
Book 18: Mandatory Failure — Part II


TAGON: Elf, the Uuplechan fleet is going to pin us down unless your crew squeezes some more acceleration out of that thing.

ELF: Drivetide compensation is maxed out. The next thing to get squeezed will be people.

TAGON: Okay. I'll race ahead. If you can't slip away from the hostiles, we'll—

ELF: *interrupting* Print copies of us once everyone else is safe. I know.

TAGON: No, we'll tune our TOEhold cage to yours, and you can abandon ship.

ELF: Well, yeah. That works too.