"What do I have to know about this place?" Lee asked after Overseer Augustus left.
"Immigration center processes all new arrivals …" The drone began a long explanatory answer, but Lee immediately interrupted it.
He said, "Stop, Sery, stop! I mean – what do I have to know about Myrios? No, let's go to my place first. And change your voice to sound more gentle."
"You probably mean your residence." The drone said, "It'll take forty two days to get there if you run as fast as you did yesterday. I suggest you use the closest Waystation to get there instantaneously."
Turns out the closest Waystation was in a smaller pyramid next to the Immigration center. And it wasn't a real station – it was a hall with few pedestals, two of which were occupied by stern looking youths, dressed in elegant robes. They sat with their eyes closed, either meditating or pretending to be important.
