Ivan Vorpatril. I’m Zam Wesell. Gotta say, as crazy as this whole mess is, it’s a nice break from working in the hold. [She glances back at Ivan.] Better company for one thing. [Or any company at all. There aren’t nearly enough troublemakers on the ship to prevent Zam from spending way too much time sitting with an empty cell.

They exit Nomo Deck and step out into the halls.] Just tell me what direction we’re headed.