3-021: At the Large Hunting Lodge XI
Dicard looks at Oliver with something akin to bemusement, as if it’s absurd to think that circumstances would ever arise where he would need to know how to drive.
“You make a good point, we better keep him alive, at least until we find its location. Halcyon can drive me in the Crawler or he can stay here with you in case you need to go back to Argyle’s lodge; I’m sure I can get one of these people to transport me into the port. Which would you prefer?”
“I’ve seen Christopher drive during one of our past jobs, take him if you need him.”
I’ll power down and close my laptop, repack my bag, grab another roll and start heading towards the front desk again. Just before I take a bite, I’ll ask “That’s all then?”
If I’ve been given confirmation of this question, I’ll look for some sort of staff person to talk to, even a random civilian will do.