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Doc was actually fairly quiet, an indication that he was in a gentle but kind mood. He sat with a soft smile on his face. But, try as he may, he failed at hiding much of what was on his mind.
Quietly, he drank with Mal and then listened to the card reading. Then as his friend awaited his answer, he lifted his smile a bit, reaching for the clear bottle half-full of red fluid. He re-filled their glasses and after putting the bottle down, he picked up his glass. As he swirled it's contents, he looked into it and spoke.
"This Coalition Vodka is symbolic of one of my greatest diplomatic achievements," he explained, "establishing a peaceful co-existence with a military group that at one time treated us as hostile as they did governments. The flax we generate for the Temple of Eris is small compared to the friendship that I have developed with Premier Alvin Katz."
He paused a moment, and gave a single chuckle, "I was honored to save his life not long ago."
He then lowered his glass enough to look to his friend, Mal, "I'm glad you're back. I've been waiting. I don't need to tell you how tough it can be running this whole gang although many have stepped up to help. Xavier Triton, Peter Kristall and Mhnosm are but a few. With my medical practice, I can't possibly do it along."
He then took a sip of his vodka and continued, "Mal, welcome home. Since Kyte is here, there and everywhere, I need someone to help with the wardenship of TAZ. You built TAZ so I can't think of anyone better and since your robes still fit, it's one less thing to worry about."
He paused a moment and continued, "Recently, I have learned something, something that will consume yet more of my time. It is a good thing that I have a relay from Tombstone to here so that I can work from home."
He leaned forward a bit, "I've told no one this as of yet and I wish to keep it quiet. You know, the press and would-be-extortionists deciding to use her as a pawn." He then slid his datapad before Mal, a frozen picture of a sonagram on it.
"Midori is with twins," Doc said softly, "I diagnosed her yesterday."
He then took back his datapad, "So now you know why I'll be busy." He snickered, "Alvin was right when he said that children were the curse of the married man!" Doc then sipped his drink again, "If it's a curse, I'm a happy man."