“ ... S-sexy? “ Cotton repeated, his face flushed with anger and embarrassment. “ Why would I want to have sex with a human? What are you implying? “ he wrinkled his tiny wet nose in disgust, crossing his arms. “ Why the hell does everyone on here think of sex and only sex? aREN’T YOU supposed to be training in those ships? Not wanking each other off. “ @whippedguts
“Nothing at all? You’re thinking exceedingly. But---um, well, you look a little pink.” A look unfeigned of innocence, philanthropy, and genuine kindness, akin to Mother Florence in her time of the days --- soft and gentle and fragile, like all navigators; but Keeler ISN’T like all navigators, he was headstrong, on the outside, breakable and easily snapped in two in any conceivable way save for when he was pushed to the brink. The hamster, he thought, has a snippy mouth, but by the gods above he knew it WASN’T cruel. “A-ah, I fear I’ve gotten used to know things work here for a while---most of us do --you know-- in our free time.”
