In the meantime, Sunshine had no idea how long she would have to keep waiting. Some time had passed since the Repairman Council had told her to give them time to deliberate on her offer. The decision she thought would come in five to ten minutes was dragging on longer than she expected.
She was sure Zevran was contributing to most of the delay.
In the sterile, overly bright waiting room of the council chamber, the air felt thick enough to chew. Refreshments had been provided_ a spread of pink-colored liquids and protein packed nuts that smelled vaguely of strawberry and citrus. But only two of the trio were actually enjoying them. She was too nervous to eat.
The prime core was supposed to be the most desired stone in the galaxy. The council should have said yes to her offer immediately. Why the need to deliberate at all? She felt like someone on trial, waiting for a jury to decide if she was guilty or not.
