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"Don't be sorry," Doc replied, "I stumbled upon that base by chance. How was I to know? I'd say we got off to a pretty good start considering I could easily have been blown to bits when I met three of your ships. Rather, they listened, they chose a different route and well, here we are."
As he took a sip of coffee, he noticed her concern over his scar. He was still impressed that she noticed it. Usually, only trained medical professionals noticed them.
"That scar saved my life," he explained, "I was all but dead, tuberculosis had claimed much of my lungs. I was lucky. I received another chance. Once I recovered, I also never touched tobacco again and I often try to get people to stop the habit."
He patted her shoulder, "All is good, Dahlin', all is good."
Breakfast was good, the coffee hot and the company even better. It was going to be a fine day. Once finished, he offered her an arm, "Shall we venture to the shuttle to get that video conference taken care of or would you rather swim first?"
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