Tuss had arranged for a private civilian starship to give them a lift while passing by the ore planet.
"We're headed to Planet 814, which houses the largest black market in the Gamma Galaxy," Tuss explained to her.
Yuri looked at everyone around, silently questioning with the shape with her mouth: Is it safe to speak so openly?
Tuss chuckled and said, "It's common knowledge. Maybe they're heading to the black market too."
Yuri suddenly realized and asked, "Is this even legal?"
"No," Tuss shook his head, "But nobody bothers to intervene. The people behind the black market have strong connections."
"More than just strong," a man sitting up front chimed in, gossiping, "Rumor has it that it's run by a third-rank commander's nephew. A third-rank commander, mind you, there aren't many in the Alliance."
Creation is hard, cheer me up!