Salem turned to Illim and raised his eyebrows slightly. The guy was quiet- up until now, Salem hadn't really heard him speak. Salem figured he was probably affiliated with the Rebellion somehow, but whether he was just Corliss' lackey or someone more important, Salem didn't know.
"I've just met him since arriving at this bar," Salem said. "He's less crazy and paranoid than your friend Corliss, and I need a Yeerk's help." He tilted his head, then shrugged slightly and stuck out his hand with a smile, "I didn't catch your name. I'm Salem, in case you hadn't picked that up already."
Al laughed as he walked beside Jasper. "Yeah, the interior display is one of the more... noticeable features of that ship. Salem and I designed that thing custom. It's got its share of fun little tricks."
He veered to the side a bit, heading towards Salem and Illim, and called out, "Oy, Salem! The heck are you doing?"