“I mean,” Midnight says, rolling her eyes, “I don’t really know exactly who it was – they never fill me in on anything good. But it was probably those stupid Atalaxians. They’re always messing around here, driving their stupid carts around, building things.”
“What Atalaxians?” Jesse asks, leaning forward, fascinated. They can come here? They’re…building things?
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