Lexx had just given Kane a small plate with the coordinates to the island when he heard the rising commotion from the bunkroom. There was a low snarl that was then followed by an angry screeching sound. Lexx turned to the door, fearing the worst and hurriedly spoke. “You have the coordinates. Nobody will bother you there,… deuce,… sounds like Zeta and Dash… fighting? Excuse me, Kane, I have to deal with them. I’ll be down to see you as soon as I can, ok?”
“Sure.” Kane grinned. “Take your time, I have supplies to last me for awhile.”
