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Thoos said, “by Kaylid’s pits, I hate the idea of returning to earth. What if we get stuck there for good this time? Or what if we locate our bodies and then can’t reverse the switch! It makes me want to drag my feet, even just a little.” Picknar asked, “What’re you thinking? Maybe fly around a bit first? Hang out on the ship and play cards?” Thoos admitted, “Well, no. Not that, exactly.” Annoyed, Knox said, “Whatever you’re thinking, the answer is ‘no.’ Let’s get this whole stupid thing done with.” Thoos sat up on the armrest of the couch they were sitting on and said, “Okay, you know how the desert planet of Markeron is nearby?” Knox said, “No. And I’m not interested.” Thoos explained, “I suggest we go there, get drunk on limbic fizzlers, rent hover-dune jet-bikes and ride around recklessly.” Grinning, Knox said, “Well, if you put it that way.”
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