Lost in his thought of how true Carn's words hold about politicians snivelling their way through power by joining the ranks, especially those involved with the coup. It changes to the times when he and the 13th were sent out to help the Firnfeld militia during several Anglean raids.
"...Some personal touches need to be applied"
Snapping back to reality, Frey notices that the table became slightly more crowded.
"Apologise," he says as he takes a look at his pocket watch, "But by the looks, your Squid should have been here by now. I'll look into it." as he stands from his seat and goes over to a dock master.
"Ah, afternoon sir." the dock master says as he looks up from hs clipboard.
"Afternoon, I was wondering, I was wondering where are the two militiamen I send to retrieve a Squid? Should be under Frey."
"Hmm, Squid, Squid... Ah yes, here you are Commander. Huh, we just got a call earlier that they bought the ship and is on its way here in the next few minutes."
A low humming noise is heard which grows louder by the second.
"Speaking of which, there she is." The dock master points behind Frey.
Turning around, he sees the Squid dropping its altitude as several dock hands guide it in to an empty berthing next to the transport.
"Thank you."
"No problem Commander." says the dock master as he gives him a nod and heads off in another direction to help inventory several crates.
Satisfied, Frey turns back to the Squid where several engineers are being called for maintenance and walks back to the table.
"Well, Mr. Carn, your new ship awaits you. Got a team ready for your overhaul."
