"I think you've made a fine choice," he replied, encouraging. Chilton referred both to Revan's cuisine and his conversational detail -- it was comforting, to know that he was speaking with someone who understood this pattern. When the waiter had left, Chilton was careful to watch him walk away, before he resumed his quiet discussion.
"I find the atmosphere most unnerving. Do you also get the feeling that they're simply waiting for a few imPorts to make very bad decisions?"
He didn't need to clarify who they encompassed, and besides that, every time Chilton explicitly mentioned the government by name he grew anxious in increments. What if they were listening? What if their very tattoos could transmit what they were saying, or even doing?
"This world may not be as advanced as some," he continued from that mental tangent. "But the technology these people have invested in seem to be more for surveillance and offense than anything else."
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"I find the atmosphere most unnerving. Do you also get the feeling that they're simply waiting for a few imPorts to make very bad decisions?"
He didn't need to clarify who they encompassed, and besides that, every time Chilton explicitly mentioned the government by name he grew anxious in increments. What if they were listening? What if their very tattoos could transmit what they were saying, or even doing?
"This world may not be as advanced as some," he continued from that mental tangent. "But the technology these people have invested in seem to be more for surveillance and offense than anything else."