Arada and Overse had stopped in the corridor that went toward the engineering module. Arada hugged Overse, and Overse kissed her and said into her ear, “You can do this, babe. You’re a bulkhead.” “I’m a wibbly bulkhead,” Arada muttered. (The wibbliness was why I trusted Arada. Overconfident humans who don’t listen to anybody else scare the hell out of me.)
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