Matt's entire leg was drenched in it and there was even more still inside the suit."He must've lost two liters," the medic said incredulously. "If he ...ouldn't have been in reduced gravity all this time he'd be dead." All from a little skin off his ass?" Brian asked."Every time you pulled Gs up there it was forcing the wound back open and making blood pour out of it. How long were you up there?" Almost eighteen hours," Brian said."I'm surprised he was able to stay conscious that long. Let's get. Unless they threatened his friends. Then they died.He had found many interesting things on the bodies of the pale ones he'd killed. They had skins that could be taken off and put back on. He didn't think those were a very good idea, but all the pale ones used them. Some of them wore pieces of polished crystal on their faces. He found out those were good for using the sun to start a fire. But he only needed one. The only really good thing he had found was a metal claw that could be carried in. "Then tomorrow, I will pick you up at your house then I will give you the car," she said. "When you are back, I will drive you back home." Oh, that's not necessary," I said. "We can take a cab or my dad's car." No, no, no," she said, shaking her head emphatically. "You are going to use my car."She got off the bed and retrieved something from a drawer nearby. She handed me one hundred dinars."What is this? You can't pay me for this," I said in shock. "I have told you already I am not a gigolo. I. Their inspection finished, they waited in the soft fall of white until the eyes simply stared at the man. He shifted the case he carried to his other hand, both sheathed in butter-soft black leather. He lifted his left hand, exposing the triskelion ring he wore over the glove, to the door. The eyes flickered over the symbol for a moment, then the viewport slid closed again. A latch-noise later, the door swung open, letting out a gust of briefly-steaming warmth, this time attached to the gagged.