She nodded, as if it were a compliment. “I’ll talk to Gawx. You got good food at that tower city of yours?” “We can prepare some for you.” “Yeah, I don’t care what you prepare. What do you eat? Is it good?” “… Yes?” “Not military rations or some such nonsense, right?” “Not usually.” “Great.” She looked at the place where Odium had vanished, then shivered visibly. “We’ll visit.”
