Ortog raised from the table, made a brief excuse and was a few minutes busy on his portable comms.
He then returned to the table and adressed Doctor Nagger:
Madam:
I have unfortunately to return to my ship, as some matters of importance demand my presence. I will, however, be waiting you for dinner tonight. The Larklight is moored at bay 5 and I will send somebody to escort you to it as soon as you are available. I am so pleased we finally met and can not wait to know all about your projects. Until then.
He made half a bow, kusari style, then patted Fynn on the back and winked:
I'll see you soon my friend, and thank you again for taking care of my fellow countrymen, it is extremely honourable of you and I will never forget it. If there is anything I can do to help, you just have to ask.
He walked to the door, stoped momentarily at the exit, looked back, smiled to Dr. Nagger and left.
