What was this planet’s
name? Oh, ha, ha! Nice one, smarty-pants. Really hilarious. But let’s get real
here. No more clowning around. Now try again. That is much better. As it
happens, your guess is precisely correct. What are the odds?

Terzen, interrogate. Most
of the interrogation is in the intimidating silence. You don’t want to slap too
hard. Enough to sting, but not to bruise. It must be methodical, business-like,
and persistent. You only stop when you smell tears.

You are now the other…oh.
Oh god. You decide that we could probably stand to delay this girl’s
introduction a little longer. Why don’t we see what someone else is up to? Anyone.
Hurry. You switch to a vague teaser of the final unseen troll in the nick of
time.