Thursday July 16, 2015
Book 16: Big, Dumb Objects — Part I


VOG: You possess technology my people only dimly imagine, and only in their romance programmes.

You do not bother to threaten me with it, or even call attention to it. You simply let it exist, as a sea creature might treat the ocean.

VOG: You could drown me, yet you do not even understand the word "wet."

LANDON: You need me to dry off in the hall?

BUNNI: No, no, Captain. Drip-dry. If the ursumari ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.