Druce pours some wine for Red..."Oh! I almost forgot! I brought a bottle for ya as well." He pulls out a bottle of mead from the inner pocket of his cape and puts it down on the table next to the others "But let's make use of our brain cells before fuddling 'em with our booze..."
He focuses his eyes on the starmap
"So, yer plannin' on doin' a return party fer them royal swine? I knew ya wouldn't give up that idea" Druce chuckles quietly, "Their increasing nuisance is not t' be ignored, that's fer sure. In any case, the lot of us managed t' get you and yer corvo out, so gettin' one of their cruisers might be a nice revision, hopefully without me losin' a ship this time" he chuckles, "but...hidin' it somewhere in Sirius...hmm..."
Druce leans forward to the star map, his eyes jumping from one system to another...
"Have ya tried puttin' one of yer contacts from yer travels t' good use? Lewis is large space, an' it would be possible t' hide it in Lewis behind th' further planet an' bring supplies to it from other bases, but that's it, I'm afraid..."
his eyes fall down onto the Omegas
"Th‘ Zoners might be of a help as well...Certainly wouldn’t hurt contactin‘ em...Though, their shipyard is too far away… We’ve still got th’ Sairs on our side, though, that should be one of th’ last resorts..."