The mezzanine was mostly empty, so it was easy to find an open table. Curt sat at one that overlooked the few things left in the display hall and ordered the first two things he saw on the menu, just to fill some time. He texted Magnolia a screenshot of Bekker’s Mount profile so that the techs could get a start on dissecting it and told her everything else could wait for later. His food and a pitcher of sparkling tobi juice arrived, and he started to scroll through his own feed on The Mount. It ...