Moon's mouth twitched in amused exasperation. The tank and the brute were endlessly fixated on perfecting the throne room, forever insisting it wasn't grand enough for their Base Lord, no matter how many times Moon told them a simple room would suffice. He could only shake his head at their enthusiasm.
"The throne room is fine as it is," he said, though he knew it was a lost cause. "But do what you want with it. Just focus on the expansion first, leave the throne room last."
He gave them a few more instructions, delegating the island's management in his absence, then pocketed the device and headed back toward the base, taking the gate to return to Earth.
Back on Earth, Moon used the idle time to quickly send out messages to Yara, Selene, and Tom, updating them that he'd be heading into the Association's final-stage operation and would be out of contact, possibly for an extended period.
