"I think I might enjoy it if you talked a little more," the red-haired elf said, grinning. On his left side, Serrin felt a gun-barrel pressed into his side. "But not here. Later, somewhere else. If you reach into the compartment in front of you, you’ll find a small plastic cup with a blue liquid in it. Tastes quite pleasant. I suggest you drink it. It’s merely a sedative. Something to make sure you won’t be able to remember what route we’ll be taking to our destination.