A long, long pauses as he visibly tries to figure out a good way to explain this.
“The prison ship… ran, quite literally, on our suffering. We were batteries to be spent and discarded. When the Captain was about to do the same with our group, a man named Number 2 stepped forward and made some kind of deal with him. He was granted a… uh—? Pocket dimension is the term? Yes. One that was his to control completely, in every aspect. A little world. He told us he could save us by taking us there.”
He prods his sweet roll absentmindedly. “The… experience was… well, er—uh… well, not to put too fine a point on it, but I suspect something like being a prisoner of war where they do not regard the Conventions.”
no subject
A long, long pauses as he visibly tries to figure out a good way to explain this.
“The prison ship… ran, quite literally, on our suffering. We were batteries to be spent and discarded. When the Captain was about to do the same with our group, a man named Number 2 stepped forward and made some kind of deal with him. He was granted a… uh—? Pocket dimension is the term? Yes. One that was his to control completely, in every aspect. A little world. He told us he could save us by taking us there.”
He prods his sweet roll absentmindedly. “The… experience was… well, er—uh… well, not to put too fine a point on it, but I suspect something like being a prisoner of war where they do not regard the Conventions.”