(Bangka's Tin Boy) A Spiel on Contractor Powers

He could think almost callously now. How stupid it all was. How he still had to partake in it, because he still had that bare, animalistic, desire to survive. How he could have been speeding up the process of tin refinement back in Bangka and sparing his people some grief – if they weren't all like the rest of the world, looking at them like monsters, weapons good only to destroy.