"Then, Sir, you have the advantage of me."I assumed that her reaction was intended to provoke an explanation but I continued to hold my confidence. "Y...s," I said, "I believe that I do."Throughout this exchange Amanda had looked uncomfortable as though anxious that our discussions should not take on an argumentative aspect. "Please, sister," she interjected, taking on the role of peacemaker, "it is of no consequence. Let us hear what the gentleman has to say." She turned towards me. "Uncle. Well, this wasn't getting me anywhere but I had to know where I was in the first place to get anywhere else. I hope that made sense. I was starting to feel like Alice might have when she fell down the rabbit hole and landed in Wonderland but she wasn't the slightest bit scared. I was petrified. I stuck my pistol in my waistband and my pepper spray in the pocket of my top. I felt better prepared in case of more trouble.I decided to walk in the same direction I saw Mr. Shithead run in the hope he. The engine core had been jettisoned to space and the ship’s emergency thrusters engaged to escape the blast with barely seconds to spare after the shields had been raised to cushion the explosion. The ship had been caught by the blast, and the inertial dampeners could not handle the incalculable stresses of being hit by a 500 mega-ton shock-wave at so close a range. That’s when they had been thrown across the cabin and lost consciousness. It seemed to Sally that they had been unconscious for. ‘I’m pretty good at massages maybe that’ll help make your back feel better’ I said, not thinking about my actions. Charlie turned around ‘Hmm alright that could work’ She smiled while her eyes drifted down to my body. Charlie moved to the bed and lay on her stomach ‘I have some massage oil that I got for Eve if you want me to use that’ I asked ‘Yeah if you think it’ll help’ Charlie replied while again smiling and again analysing my whole body. As I went to get the massage oil my mind began to.