"They're not. Now...a potent limavitatonic would do us both good," Yery said softly. This drink was similar to what ancient Terrans had called a "gin and tonic", but it was full of vitamins and minerals, not to mention a quinine kick.
Once the two were inside Yery's apartment--Number Two, by the by--the young Chancist turned to the gambler, her eyes full of curiosity and guileless pleasure. She was not good at hiding her feelings; she never had been, but at least this lack of sophistication rendered her mind more open to accurate predictions of daily events. "Why do you think we were followed, James?"
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