Refried Scenes

It's a long time before they dare go back in the general area of New Britain, and even then they're not close. Marguel argues with Nimiane about the risk, but Nimiane has family, and neither of them have the heart to argue much about that.

So she ports the Broceliande and turn them loose while she goes to visit her old mother, who Athyr is starting to suspect is actually some sort of highly illegal operation. Marguel gives him the usual little speech about keeping his head down and just having a nice time until everything's been taken care of, and then she's gone, too, for the medical supplies shop and after that more errands of her own. As usual, that leaves him at loose ends.

For a little while he pokes around the marketplace, and then sighs and heads for the nearest bar. He's got the credits to spend, and nothing else to do.

It's been twenty-five years since the war, and he knows he doesn't look a day older than forty. God willing no one who used to know him will venture out this far, because it would be impossible not to recognise him. He hesitates, and flips up his collar before he goes in.