NARRATOR: Esspererin council meeting adjourned...
WM Adjutant: You're rubbing your wing-cases together.
BESTI: I have eleven hundred crack soldiers at my disposal, and our "genius" First Provident is talking about evacuating.
BESTI: He is small-minded.
We can seize a lot more than just what we can carry.
WM Adjutant: Of course sir. But do you want your wing-cases telling that to anyone who will listen?
BESTI: "Sigh." No, I do not.
Gimme some glue. We have plans to make.