Rex dug into the banshee legend, considering Wolf's words as he searched.
"Vulcan neck-squeezie-thingy?" asked Jock. Rex didn't even look up.
"Yup."
"I see. Carry on."
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Hours passed before they were over Costa Rica. It was a beautiful sight. [i]Wolf's slept long enough[/i], thought Rex, and shook her gently.