“Turning dust mites into little city folk again, are we?” “I’m sorry?” “You look serious tonight. Constipated?” Rok grinned. “Or are you thinking of that job again? You’re going tomorrow whether you like it or not, so no sense worrying about it all night. Think about how wonderful it would be to walk out of all of this. Jin-Sayeng is a beautiful country, Kef, no matter what you think of Oji.”
