Thomas, Juno, and I are walking down a busy street in Talpen. The area we’re in right now is like an outdoor strip mall, there’s little shops all over the place and all sorts of restaurants. We’ve gone into a few of the shops, two that sold clothing, one jewelry, and another that sold smokable concentrates. It’s dark now, even though we only woke up a few hours ago. The twelve-hour days mean that it’s only bright for six hours at a time. Gabriel, Cicero, and Liam went to some club together.

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  “Do you have anywhere that you like to eat here?” I ask Thomas.

  “Yes, there’s a few good places, but I generally cook for myself at home. You’ll like this place down the street, it has a very wide assortment of things from all over,” he says.

  “Let’s go there then, I’m getting hungry,” I say.

  We continue walking for another half-kilometer to the restaurant that Thomas had in mind.