Baromir sat and chatted idly with the two girls on his left and right. The small talk was pleasant enough, but it was hard to enjoy<br/>himself when the fate of the Mextil sector weighed on him. In a few short weeks, Ares would have a space fortress to rival most<br/>on this side of the galaxy. Ares would need to be continually reinforced and ready to choke the life out of the Red Crusade's trade<br/>when it was time.<br/><br/>Lost in thought, Baromir is blindsided by a hushed question from Kim, but luckily he recovers from Sarah's and the old engine master's<br/>laughter. He wanted to talk Thraxius about his 'urgent business' like the fifty or so messages he recieved had mentioned, but the<br/>Explorator seemed busy, but then again, it's hard to tell when a man that has little if any facial expression left, busy.