"I'm sorry, but I don't think I caught your name, my friend," said Rudof.
"Simi…Paxa. Ograd Paxa."
"Ograd Paxa," echoed the Human. "Hmmm. Sounds familiar, but I can't quite place it." He glanced back to the Vamir. "What about you, Algensio?"
The Vamir shrugged his top set of arms.
Rudof lead them through a door and into a palatial office suite. Simikus could not believe the size of the place.
"This is, uh, very impressive," he breathed.
"What, this? Just an office, dear chap. The office of the Starview manager; he'll be along in a moment. He's a great friend of mine, so he allows me to use it when I need a quiet place to…chat. Do you think it impressive, really? Why, I have bathrooms larger than this."
Wide-eyed, Simikus found his imagination sweeping along, down possible futures in which he himself lived so extravagantly.
"I can see you appreciate good taste," commented Rudof Dyll. "You do realize, don't you, that such a lifestyle might be yours as well?"
"Is…is it safe to talk now?"
"As safe as it gets. Have a seat. I'm sure when Master Caravello arrives, he'll be…engrossed with your news," Dyll said as they reached the long, floating band of a desk. He settled himself into a hoverchair cluttered with pillows. Algensio hung back near the door.
Simikus took another one of the hovering chairs and tried to muster his composure.
Nothing but silence.
No one said a word.
Then a door behind the desk slid open and a Human appeared, his plump form framed by the portal.