It took a bit longer to haggle over the price of her efforts, before Sori finally accepted a decent amount and excused herself from the dingy restaurant. She would find food and lodging elsewhere. As it was, she’d come close to joing the ‘underground’ as the stowaway chain was concerned, she’d been given a small silver chain to wear around her wrist, and only showed openly when she wished to travel. In cases like that, she would usually be directed to a ship with a hidden stowaway compartment, by which fellow stowaways would either help her, or gripe at her. Either way, it saved her purchasing a ticket or full passenger fare and allowed the luxary of a more substantial meal.
