The M.R. Mato Mato has deposited the Touch-And-Go at the High Olympus Shipyards for repair.
Tagon's Toughs are splitting up for a month, with three commands taking commercial transport elsewhere.
Take good care of my ship, Commander Foxworthy.
Of course, Captain. Have fun at the mall.
If I have any fun there it means something has gone wonderfully wrong.
That poor mall.
In six hundred and ninety-nine hours General Kerchak will start making calls on behalf of the Fleetmind. . . But let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Goodbye, Lieutenant Ventura. I'll be safely away with the Captain now.
Don't worry. I'll see you back here in a month. I promise to keep my probes nice and warm.
You're really looking forward to experimenting on poor Tailor. . .
I'm already experimenting on him. I just have to wait a month before I get my first set of results back.