Neptune Crossing
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When he woke, it was to the sound of the quarx saying,
/// . . . got to get something to eat.
You need fuel . . . ///
He blinked his eyes open, startled to realize that he’d gone to sleep. For a moment, he could not identify what he was feeling. Then he realized he was ravenous. He hadn’t eaten a thing last night; he had slept straight through from late afternoon to morning. Pushing himself up, he felt a wave of lightheadedness. He felt drained and hung over. /What have you been doing to me?/ he whispered.
/// Healing you.
We demanded a lot of your body, while you slept.
After you eat,
we’ve got to see the good doctor. ///
It took an effort to get down from his bunk, but once he’d been upright for a few moments, he felt better. /I would hesitate to give Switzer the benefit of that title,/ he grunted, testing his ankle. He felt nothing—but then, with the cast on, he hadn’t felt too much anyway.
/// Well, whatever we call him,
he’s going to be mighty amazed . . . ///