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His voice came from inside her helmet. He himself was kneeling on the hull, somehow not drifting off into space. "Reach out and take my hand." His fingers gripped the…
There was a glint in his eye as he pulled her into the nothingness. The drift of the ship suddenly felt like a speeding car as he swung her into the ship hull beside him. As she touched the ship she tingled lightly. When she stopped moving she heard his voice again. "Wouldn’t dream of it."














