Strykla wrote:Julius looked about. "So," he said loudly over the diesel roar, "When do we get our next assignment?"
"Hold your horses." James responded with a weary voice. He was wearing his helmet and had managed to land a window seat, so his head was leaning against the window. "You don't even know if you've been hired yet." He adjusted himself to get more comfortable. "Besides, you're drowning out my music."