Evals: What’s up, Mike? You’ve been down practically since we got here.
Mike: I’ve just been thinking. Mostly about where we’re going from here.
Mike: This might be the last time we see… A lot of us.
Evals: Yeah, I guess, but why worry about it? There’s still plenty of time. It’s not like we’re in any rush.
Evals: I, for one, can’t wait to head for home.
Flora: Wait… you’re not planning to continue on with us?
Evals: Pff, no. I’ve heard your plans. I don’t intend to go traipsing through tiger territory chasing after some mythical village where everyone supposedly lives in harmony.
Evals: But dog territory is on the other side of the world. How are you going to get there?
Evals: By sea, of course. Eric’s got contacts. He told me he might be able to pull somet strings once the port’s fixed.
Flora: Eric?! We just freed you from him, and you’re going back to him for help? I thought you didn’t like Eric?
Evals: I don’t like Eric. But as much as I hate to admit it, I trust him more than I would any other random captain out there. Eric’s a lot of things, but he’s not a liar. When he says he knows a gal who can smuggle me home safe, I believe it.
Evals: Home… I’m as far as I’ve ever been, but I’ve never felt closer.
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