Hal sips at the alcohol in his glass thoughtfully, wondering whether he's going to allow for this in order to see how it goes. "Tell me," he says, calm and firm. "You want us to dock in a port in a place that will go unnoticed and then, what shall I do? In order to conquer an island, where do I start?"

He already has more than enough ideas of his own, but he wants to know where his new companion would take him, through the valleys of blood and the mountains of fear and desperation.