Gashvorn gave the Dremling a short Bow-of-Equals which was the kind of slightly more polite than he needed to be gesture that kept Gashvorn popular among regulars of the station. "Never a problem. It's my job to help settle the disputes and confusions that can crop up, especially when dealing with new species. I'd like to hear your explanation of what has occurred so far, and then I'll see if I can talk to these aliens and resolve the issue." Gashvorn paused; this room was quite hot, even though he could see one of the merchant's heatsinks sitting unused in the corner. What was all this heat for? "also, what kind of gas did these creature bring anyway?"
