Marozi: Seriously, give it back.

Thought(Kore): Too easy. Still has no idea about the knife.

Marozi: I hate to show disrespect to our troopers like that, but the Resistance needs this more than they do.

Kore: I'm Kore, who are you?

Marozi: Raphael. Xander probably has every officer in his employment looking for you. You know why.

Marozi: You ran from him! No of course you did! Look at that cut. You think he's just going to let you get away?

Kore: Actually I ran from my 'overseer'. Guy called Grant.

Marozi: I'm an overseer. You can't just shirk your work like that. People are depending on you so we don't all starve this winter!

Kore: What, you didn't expect that I'd try to escape? You people haven't thought through this kidnapping racket at all!

Marozi: What are you? Some kind of expert?

Marozi: So have you heard of us? the Resistance?

Marozi: I'm out here on my way to pick up a load of illegal books. It's Agatha Christie month. I'm also trying to net some Orwell, just for spite. My brother has a job at scamazon. He gets me what we need. Only books, no use getting movies. Electricity use is pretty heavily regulated.

Marozi: Xander's been on this kick for a few years about using magic instead. To save the environment. Ever since Harry Potter came out. I swear. It's pathetic.

Marozi: So, uh...we wait here until my bro gets here. And then we sort of transfer everything---

Kore: Lightering.

Marozi: What?

Kore: Lightering is the technical term you're looking for. Ship-to-ship transfer. So Xander forbids imported books, yet knows everything, and lets you pretend to be a pirate because it amuses everyone?

Marozi: Yeah, he's a total jerk. You should see the palace library.