Keshin nods, shrugging. "Maybe he got himself in some trouble. Either way, I'd feel safer if he was here. I guess we'll wait on the hologram unless we run into an emergency."
Keshin then lays back against the wall behind him and the sitting space, ready for a long sit. <...I can't figure out how we got into this mess in the first place, but we're just going to have to deal with it. Did we really hit Hadrin?>
<Yeah, what're the odds of that? We weren' even aimin' for the bloke right. But lucky us. At least he ain' tryin' to kill us anymore.>
<......good thing practically no one knows this place exists. This kind of mess would really damage our reputation. .....though Myitt might say something. Let's just forget about the hit on her and bail, though. Too much chaos for one day.>
<I'm with ya on that, Kess.>
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Mar nods quickly as soon as he assesses what Elayne said, relief showing visibly on his tired features. He couldn't quite remember how morphing worked, but he knew enough to know that Ossanlin was fine now. Fine...but without him or Elayne. And it was impossible to tell at a glance which of the others really cared about the Andalite. He'd have to go.
"We'll find him together," Mar remarked quietly. "I can do little to help him, but I can guard him from further harm. Let us go."
Mar turns to leave, but hears an odd comment from the higher individual called the Director. Mar rolls his eyes and states, "Of course I can fly. Even in this unruly shape such an ability is quite simple to master. There are even multiple ways to do it."
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