Dravon, Mazikeen, and Korvath returned to our ship not long after their discussion ended with Saleos.
Their expressions were composed, professional. Whatever decision had been made, it was sealed behind disciplined faces. I didn't react, didn't comment, and certainly didn't mention what I had overheard. If they wanted to pretend this was their idea, I was more than happy to let them.
A faint smile finally appeared on his face. "Then I'll go forward and gamble on you," he said plainly. "If this works, history will remember it. If it doesn't… the blame will be mine to bear."
I met his gaze and extended my hand. He took it without hesitation.
Aurora chuckled beside me. "Smart choice, kid," she said, patting Dravon on the shoulder a little too hard. "Most people hesitate longer before betting on such good opportunities."
Dravon let out a short laugh, shaking his head. "I had a feeling hesitation would cost me more."
He turned slightly and gestured toward Korvath.
