" I smiled, looking at Katie.Even more minutes later, after we'd come back down to earth, Suzie turned and looked at Katie. "So what did you think of ...that?" she asked her sister. Katie was silent for a moment."I still can't believe you really did it with each other, went all the way like that. Does it make you feel like I did when he was playing with me with his fingers?" Oh Yes! It's even better. When you do it with him, you'll see."Katies eyes were round as dollars as she realized how easy it. I'm not asking for a fleet here; this is feasible! How can you just sit here and even think about letting over six billion sentient beings be condemned to death?"A tired looking Taga stood up from his chair. All four of his arms were sagging slightly, revealing his old age."Young man," the old Taga began, the translator on his throat changing the words to I.D.L. Standard, "we can think about letting humans die because if we attempt to help them, billions of our people will die. Sorry, but we. “It’s a joke, it’s from an old movie or something. I wouldn’t really kill you.”“Oh, fair enough. You humans like your movies, sometimes you have conversations that are nothing but references to them. Impossible to follow.”“You must have seen some movies though,” Boyd replied as he struggled to drag his block of meat over an especially steep snowdrift. “You called me ‘Balto’ earlier, that’s from an old movie, right?”She seemed embarrassed, and he stifled a smirk.“Well ... a few. I had a friend. Strange. .. like a shock. And my muscles feel like acramp just before it cramps."Irene looked at Sherla. "Well, you are perspiring very hard soit seems hard to believe you have a fever." A warm hand camedown on Sherla's forehead. "You're actually quite cool if morethan just a bit moist." I do not FEEL cool!" Sherla rasped, struggling ever harderagainst her bonds."And your skin is sensitive, you say?" Irene asked, noting theturgid heat of two particularly-sensitive bits of Sherla's skin...