... I smell a strange but familiar aroma drifting from the backseat, as I look back there to check if what I thought I smelt was actually that, I see...Erin passing what looks to be a bottle of water up to the front seat where Brittany was sitting, confirming my suspicion. "You guys got vodka and your not even gonna share it with me?!? I barked towards the back seat in jest. "Your driving" I hear Brittany stutter from my side, making it clear she had been pre-gaming before she even got into the. ”“Go to the furthest table,” she instructed, pointing with one of her dagger-like fingers on one of her four arms. “You’ll be handled separately. It will take time to process the others.”The communications were tricky. Though each of the humans spoke Tandori, their understanding of its nuances was rudimentary. Most of their knowledge came from their nanobots, which triggered specific regions in the brain associated with English words, forming rough translations within their minds. They actually. .. a quick fresh water rinse of the cabin sole and the seacock was closed. Supposedly ... we were good to go ... and we were. Provisioning took the rest of two days. Re-rigging the mast and standing rigging and fine tuning the rig fleshed out the week.The Baltic cabinetmaker was a great deal of help with the rig tuning.I paid.The dockyard apologized for the miscue ... they were used to the donkey failing at the worst possible times.None of the new cabin wood was veneer over ply so there wasn't. "But why will that matter, Carl. What would make Matatu wail and beg the spirits about that?" Denac asked."Because my friend, after I have used the last of the medicine to help others get well, Matatu will know who he killed with his traveling tantrum." Who he killed. What do you mean?" The next one that needs that type medicine after it is gone will die, and Matatu will know he caused their death, and mostly for nothing. I encouraged him to beg the spirits for more of the medicine. They.