"I just don't know David." Parkes said somberly, welcoming Dvir with a grimace on his face.
"I've sent out envoys and requests for help to our allies. It's been a long time since they were tested." Parkes began speaking, before coughing loudly, and then continuing what we have saying, "Will they honour old agreements? The Solar Runners have helped security wise, according to Mio. Phoenix also negotiated for my release from TAZ custody, and their security wing offered temporary protection. The Order is always watching. Their agents are on the station now. Sleepers. Alert and ever watchful. And last of all your group."
"They all don't want us to fall, but I don't think I can carry on. Perhaps I should've retired to Baden Baden?" Parkes laughed dryly. He loved Freeport 11.
"You've survived out here. What do you think? Think the CoF has a chance? Well, I suppose I should stop saying that. The CoF doesn't really exist. Most are either puppets of other bigger factions, and if not, they're just an echo for his Supreme Lordship." Parkes prattled on, talking to try and avoid the pain he was feeling.
He then stopped, having realised he was forcing Dvir to listen to the ravings of an old and tired man.