Wednesday December 3, 2003
Book 4: The Blackness Between
Part IV: A Little First Contact


Kak:Those bags of meat are fallen comrades?
Kerchak:Bits of them, yes.
Sign:Der Trihs
Kak:And you carry them for burial?
Kerchak:No, we need to get them to a physician.
Kak:I'm not familiar with that word. Is it a kind of cook?
Kerchak:Hey, I thought you said "food that talks isn't food."
Kak:That's our rule, yes. I'm happy to hear that it's yours, too?