The harvest in the west is done. Ours is still days away from completion.
Kip said that the west end leaders will likely approach us when they are finished with an offer to use their machines. He is certain that it will come with an innocuous “price,” but its true cost will be hidden.
Lyle concurs, but he added that some of his leaders are longing to have their own.
I then proposed to pay a visit to the gates into the west to see if they have reopened. To which Lyle re-iterated that without him I must refuse any important discussions with Grazie, if we perchance meet.
I agreed and went.
All for nought, as it turned out.