“You feel so good inside of me!”My response was an eloquent incoherent moan. I felt I’d managed good information density in that one, drawn-out ...syllable. That was when the dinosaur roared.It took me a second to realize. I was a little lost in the sensation, having just began to thrust into Opal.It took a second roar for me to realize what was happening.Opal’s eyes had become big. Like really big. It's the sort of look you see on a person who realizes they left the oven on as they see their. “UNNI? What on Earth ... what are you doing out here? Over.”“It’s a long story, I would prefer to tell it to you in person. Do we have permission to board? Over.”“Your ID could be faked ... but I don’t see why you would do that, there are far more plausible cover stories than this. Very well, I’m transmitting my coordinates to your flight computer, holding tight until I pick you up on my sensors, over.”“Copy that Nelleblad, we’re in your debt, over and out.”Lorza poked her massive head into the. "We'll just have tofind you another Fiona to take back with you."My Lord turned to me in wonder. "Really? Can you do that?" It's a simple spell, really, much like copying a picture from one pageto another. In fact, you have an excellent page right here." Squire," I corrected, somehow finding the courage to speak among mybetters."I'm sorry, what?" I am my Lord's Squire, not his Page," I stuttered. "If I may say so."All three of them laughed then. "There!" my Lord said. "He's ruinedyour pun. The son turned from the window to his mother and asked, “If big dogs have baby dogs and big cats have baby cats, why don’t big planes have baby planes?”The mother said, “Well, maybe that’s something you could ask the stewardess.”So the boy asked the stewardess, “If big dogs have baby dogs and big cats have baby cats, why don’t big planes have baby planes?”The stewardess responded, “Did your mother tell you to ask me?”The boy admitted that this was the case. “Well, then, tell your mother that.