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"Oh, [i]greetings[/i]," Carabello grinned back, with a glint of sarcasm at the formal language. "Yeah, I won't be staying on the [i]Prize.[/i] I love her already," he ran his hand along the metallic wall, "but all the loud construction sounds bug me. You don't need to stay either- the starbase's team should be able to handle it." Nick hesitates. "Deep Solar 3 sounds fun. Did you know they sell some kind of fried rodent tail... on a stick?"

Alright, that was a stupid question. Whether Korax knew or not, he certainly didn't care. Silicon-nitrogen lifeforms probably can't eat fried rat. 

Actually, what does a Khuxod eat? Ice? It occurs to Nick that he knows almost nothing about his First Officer. Captain Carabello had only been [i]Captain [/i]Carabello for about a month. And Korax wasn't the kind of person he was used to dealing with- so formal, and a bit alien in his speech. It left Nick feeling like a stranger to his next-in-command. Maybe that should change. 

"Uh, forget it. Do you want to come down to Deep Solar 3 with me?"