The trooper activated the fuse on his pole charge and shoved it through thegate. His nights in the hospital weren't as bad as some in the jungle, but thedays were worse; around him were bandaged reminders of the regimentand what had happened to it. The captain there frowned atKro's coarse-stubbled face, and at the dirt ingrained in clothes and skin. I love you too.
Then heclimbed back down and fed them to the computer. The Iryalan groaned, stirred, andtried to raise himself. And they asked them to prepare theirpeople to accept treatment. He went quiet again, but still didn't leave.
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