Even on his bare forearms the hair stood up like tinyantennae. He nodded, not thinking whether she could see the nod or not. Uh-why not now? At the moment he didn't care-he had no real interest inthe Aromanis farms-but it was an answer. Surely she'd show for lunch, he told himself, and got up to leave for theofficers' mess.
***That evening before dismissal for supper, Dao addressed the platoon inranks. When someone exposes himself to a gunship,there's a good chance he'll get his ass shot off, along with assorted otherbody parts. Even after repairs it hampered him, and he'd been given anadministrative job. Or that non-Standard contractor forces aren't.
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