The rum went down smooth, but Dave barely felt it.  He'd probably have to drink a whole bottle of the stuff if he wanted to actually get drunk.<br/><br/>"More troops.  Better defenses.  The Titans back in their prison."  Triton sighed.  "I need many things, but nothing you can give me just now.  Be assured that I'll send for you if that changes.  Good fortune to you, cousin."<br/><br/>He turned away, as if to indicate that Dave was free to go.  The girl with the tray bowed as deeply as she could while holding it, before fleeing the room quickly.