Torn between different options, you stare quietly. "Yes, you're obviously torn between snarking and pointing out the obvious, so allow me to clarify," Paddox gestures to the Starfield, "This is where Lithone would be at this time of the year. Except Lithone is not in its orbit. Or anywhere. It appears to have disappeared." []Oh, that's why you were pointing at stars. []And you point this out because? []Eat shit.
I'm actually from Australia, so I find that stereotype very offensive. jk I am from Australia though.
"I point this out because, and this should be obvious, planets just don't disappear. Which is why I called upon you. There's a nearby trade outpost. I need you to go over there and root out information. Space Pirates? Natural Cataclysm? Unauthorized Planet Jacking? You're the one to figure it out." []Okay []Yes sir []And what if I refuse?
"Excellent," Paddox nodded, "Your ship will be in the hanger along with its respective pilot. Good luck." []Go to ship []Flip Paddox off []Sing "I'm an Oscar Meyer wiener."
