Tuesday December 23, 2003
Book 4: The Blackness Between — Part IV: A Little First Contact


Der Trihs: I've been shot up a LOT. When I joined up with Tagon, I talked to his company doc about it.
Voyt: And he gave you an armored skull?
Der Trihs: I was worried about taking a hit and becoming a vegetable. Doc said he'd take care of it.
Der Trihs: He fixed me up a bunch of times, and not once did I get any stupider.
Voyt: Judging by the battlefield report, I'd hardly call THAT miraculous.
Der Trihs: No miracles. Just good technology.