As everyone chatted, Cirr's ears were drawn to the rapid scrape of graphite against paper, and his eyes followed to look over Carré's shoulder.
"Ah, well jit seems everryone herre has a lot of talent."
It was hard to believe this was the same pilot that Sanis had brawled with just a few short weeks prior.
"How djid you get yourr starrt wjith that?"