"Deal"
At his reply, the woman sits, with the spokesperson walking towards Ezra before holding up his arms and projecting a contract from his communicator which he swipes at, sending it to Ezra's communicator.
Momentarily surprised, Ezra's brow furrowed as he scrutinized the holographic display.
The text of the contract shimmered faintly, lines of legal jargon scrolling across his communicator.
He leans into his chair, his expression shifting from confusion to mild amusement.
"What is this? A non-disclosure contract?"
"Yes" the female dwarf took the stage once more, clearing her throat. "Mr. Sylvester, the secret realm in question is not an ordinary one and as such, the council has taken great measures to ensure its existence remains unknown to the broader galactic community"
Ezra raises an eyebrow, intrigued, but she refuses to speak further.
"I can only tell you more once you have signed the contract. So, what do you choose?"
