Although Dan Heng hadn't explained things very clearly, Boothill didn't mind.
If anything, he was happy to hear that the Astral Express, currently on his side, might be a formidable force.
He soon stopped dwelling on it and, while they waited for check-in, began wandering around the lobby, asking people for information.
Dan Heng was doing the same.
In any case, information was always important to both a Ranger and a High Elder. The more they knew, and the more accurate that knowledge was, the fewer mistakes they would make.
After a while, the two met up again.
Boothill said irritably, "Neither the staff nor the guests know a thing about what's happening in the dream. Everywhere I go, it's all smiles and good cheer... If you ask me, that ain't a good sign."
"I agree," Dan Heng said. "There's something else that's strange. Of the five great lineages governing Penacony, the Oak Family organizes the council and handles all management and coordination, both inside and outside the Dreamscape.
"But strangely... I walked all the way around the hotel and didn't see a single member of such an important family on such an important day."
"Son of a nice lady... If I remember right, ain't Sunday the head of the Oak Family?" Boothill said. "Ha, but that doesn't matter. Even if the Family really is plotting something, there's no way they'd expect the two of us to come knocking.
"Dan Heng, buddy, ever robbed the Corporation? If you turn tail and run, you'll instantly become the biggest star on the whole street. But right now, we're in the shadows. As far as they're concerned, we're the wild cards."
Dan Heng narrowed his eyes as he listened to Boothill.
While the cowboy had a point, his way of putting it sounded