They both 'remember' what just happened.They both 'remember' what just happened. The other thing is that I didn't anthropomorphize her. She's just a standard Pamtheat, except that she has two bodies." "And can teleport, and is sentient, and is wired for biocybe, and can talk. I've met her, Ken. She's really a neat person." What the... You would think, after almost eight centuries, I'd stop thinking like a Terran. Habits die really hard. "Well, she can only teleport her bodies together, not apart. I don't see how useful that can be. I don't know. Maybe I did the right thing. She's only forty-five. I still feel bad." "The Mustel's are only thirty. And we've got a few of those on board. I've got two on my engineering crew." "Any racial troubles?" "A few. The usual. There aren't any Mustels in positions of authority because they haven't been around long enough to earn any. Second trip out it'll be different. I'm sure Etta can work around it." I nodded. "She's good. Really good. I hope so." "Well," she said, "Here we are." "Where we are?" I asked. "Your cabin. I assumed that's where you were heading." "You're right. Let's see what it looks like." I paused for a second, and whispered to Kathy, "Before I make an ass of myself, what is the ship's AI's name?" "Liffip." "Liffip?" I said aloud. "Good afternoon, Dr. Shardik. Can I help you?" "You could unlock the door to my cabin, please." "Done." The door slid open smoothly, and inside was a large apartment. The waterbed, I'd say Imperial-sized, sat in the far left corner of the bedroom on a raise platform, under which was indirect lighting. |