When she reached the landing, she walked across the mink rug just as slowly.When she reached the landing, she walked across the mink rug just as slowly. "You've come home." , "Only for a little bit, Ma," he said, bashfully. "I, um, I don't think you've ever met my crew." "Why, no," she said. "Who are these people?" David pointed. "This is Patricia, my second of engineering and chief accountant. Tasha, my chief pilot and navigator. Marder, engineering. Chico, ship's records, medical and science officer, and the best cook I've ever had. And this is Dennielle, who's my engineering chief." He took a deep breath and said, "And I've asked her to be my wife." The femNeorat turned to look at Dennielle closely. "David, you're joking." "No, Mother. Dennielle and I intend to get married the old fashioned way. We want your permission, and I want to ask you for permission to do it on the house grounds." "She's a... a..." "Mephit is the appropriate term, Miss Elohim," Denni offered. "Carioch," the femNeorat said coldly. "Excuse me?" "We Rats do not carry our patriarchal names only. |