Moments later, a confirmation ping echoed through the bridge. One trillion suits were now registered in his warehouse.
Looking at the sheer, staggering magnitude of that number, Hye allowed himself a small, inward sigh of satisfaction.
In the face of his bones and the bottomless depth of his wealth, there was truly nothing in this universe he couldn't grasp.
"You've been remarkably silent for a long time," Hye noted, turning his attention back to Olana.
Following the exchange, she had retreated into a quiet, focused state. He had initially assumed she was still nursing her pride after the "insult" of travelling in the scout ship, but her silence felt different now—more analytical than emotional.
