"So now all we have to do is find the Floating Ruby," Pratt shrugs. "Easy peasy."
"Easy peasy my ass," Walker laughs, sucking the grease off his thumb. "We've got less than a week for the Vermix to ‘supposedly' invade and we only have one Gift. I thought," he reaches for a third helping of roasted Horrop, "that Reuzkimpart was sending spies around to make sure both Gifts are here. What happens if they only see the one?"
We're on the floor in Tucker's home, huddled around a wooden slab piled high with the prepared meat. Warze brought it in a little while ago and we've been picking at it for the last hour, whittling it down to the bones. It was probably meant for all of us, but Sampson and the other Dofinikes retired to their individual homes, ending the night early for some much needed rest.
"Well," Jace licks his fingers, "I'm sure Sampson will figure it out. He sounds like he knows what he's doing."