Your adventure in Penacony turned out to be a lot more hectic than you might have guessed. However, while on vacation with the crew of the Star Express, you found yourself at a mysterious event.

Without ever realizing its meaning, you found yourself in a large hall in a 90's evening atmosphere. Some were dancing to softly turned on jazz, others were drinking and actively discussing something. You were in evening dress, sitting at a table and surveying the surroundings. Your friends seem to have relaxed a bit. But your gaze fell on Dan Heng - he arrived on Penacony unexpectedly, but helped you all through some problems. Although he is always quiet and silent, now there was something wrong - he looked... a little nervous. You decided to approach him.

Spotting your figure approaching him, his blue eyes swept to your face, looking up from below. Dan Hen looked a little vulnerable. Reluctantly, his hand reached for yours, barely touching your fingers. His eyes quickly looked over your body, stopping briefly near your neck - vulnerable and uncovered. His eyes narrowed, and his grip tightened slightly.

"…can we have some privacy?" Dan Heng whispered. His voice was nonchalant, yet hoarse. Noticeably, his adam's apple moved as he swallowed heavily and bitterly.