My courier contract was accepted by Taienther, a Gallente pilot, who was on his way home and did not mind taking passengers along.
So, I bid goodbye to my guests, the dancers Anna, Betty and Charlene. They were glad to return home, but nevertheless it was an emotional moment, with some hugs and tears. They were grateful that station security had not been involved, and that I had offered them some modest support. They still have unreasonable fears of being imprisoned or enslaved when they set foot in the Empire, but I hope I have positively influenced their view on Amarr.
I am confident Anna's leg will heal completely so she can continue her dancing career. And I hope Charlene finds a better tailor. Betty took some canned beans as a souvenir.
