>
> (Sorry, Randye, I missed this one the first time.)
>
> > > Carrhae was silent for brief time as she rehashed what she had read in
> >Kitanya's dossier earlier that day. There had been some very strange
> >entries in the records about her and the crew of the USS Defender. With
a
> >flash of intuition, she started to link some of the pecularities
regarding
> >Kitanya with what she knew about Matt.
> > >
> > > "Kitanya, we have been, as the Terrans say, dancing around each other
> >all evening," Carrahae said. "I think it is time that we were straight
> >with one another. However, not here. This is too open."
>
> "Agrrreed," said Kit. "Anotherrr place?" They needed to talk, badly.
>
> > > "Perhaps my quarters? Or, better, Matthew's?"
>
> "Cerrrtainly."
>
> > > About this point, M'Rrenn came up and talked.
> > >
> > > (*snip*)
> > >
> > > > > "It would be inappropriate for me to discuss another flag officer
> >with you, Commander, pro or con," t'Llhweiir said.
> > > > >
> > > > "I understand. I appologize if I brrroched a subject that was
not
> >apprrroperrriate." he replied.
> > >
> > > t'Llhweiir nodded in acknowledgement and waited to see if he or
Kitanya
> >had anything further.
>
> "Well, thank you M'Rrenn. It seems that tomorrrrow will be a verrry busy
> day."
>
"That is shall. Thank you both forrrr yourrr time. Good evening."
M'Rrenn replied as he stood to leave them to their business.
