Five minutes later, when he had regained consciousness and Cor had settled back on his perch, he managed to speak: "Fisk, you do know that 'moonshine' isn't meant to be literally made out of moonshine, right?"
If I am honest with myself (as does happen sometimes), I will acknowledge that I truly fell in love with the Captain when I first saw her in zero-g; floating gracefully through the air like one of those mer-maids from the stories, her hair following her like the tail of a comet.
The cat regarded him as he carefully counted out the coins into the small bowl, one paw resting on the sack of cross-road dirt and tail not quite twitching; again proving that whilst they did not have the manual dexterity to handle transactions, their gaze more than made up for it.
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