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Medart returned the gesture. "Likewise, Captain Chavvorth. I'm pleased to see that humans and Traiti share the Empire even in a universe so distant from mine." "As am I though I sense that until recently we were at war in yours, and you were nearly killed by one of our fighters." "Right."
Ten minutes later Medart and Chavvorth were sitting in the senior officers' lounge, drinking coffee and chovas. Medart had adjusted to the idea of magic far more easily than to the idea of Sandemans as enemies; magic was, for all practical purposes, something new, which made it easy to accept.
In my universe under these circumstances, he'd be the one to call as soon as I made it to the top of his priority list; would that be safe to assume here?" "Yes, sir, I believe so." "Okay." Medart's attention went back to Chavvorth.
In that case, Medart thought, he was likely to be disappointed though Medart intended to do his best. He snorted to himself. He'd gotten the challenge he wanted, all right gotten it in spades, and very possibly more of one than he could handle. As he'd told Captain Chavvorth, though, he'd have to try to meet even such an impossible-seeming challenge.
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