<<Stand by fer a tick, y’all. Feller inna pic’s gon’ be joinin’ us in thirty. His name’s Isaint, he’s a good friend o’ Silky’s, an’ he’s hands down the best all-round operator any o’ y’all’s ever gon’ meet. More important, i trust him with my life. We’ll want ta work him into our plan.>>
To Isaint, he sent: <<Turns out Silky got away by way of a blind jump inta some metaplane or another. But now she an that man-boy she hangs with is apparently stuck there, an’ our best intel is the bad guys got the artifact that sent her an’ can bring her back.>> He sent the exact address and everything they had on it. <<An’ Torrent – that’s a long story. Fer now, just don’t trust him.>>