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InlargeparttheirsuccessasbothfriendsandcoworkerswasduetoBrettneverintrudingonParker’smentalground.ThetechwasassolemnandphlegmaticinoutlookandspeechasParkerwasvolubleandvolatile.Parkercouldrantforhoursoverthefailureofamicrochipcircuit,damningitsancestrybacktothesoilfromwhichitsrareearthconstituentswerefirstmined.Brettwouldpatientlycomment,’right.’
ForBrett,thatsinglewordwasmuchmorethanamerestatementofopinion.Itwasanaffirmationofself.Forhim,silencewasthecleanestformofcommunication.Inloquaciousnesslayinsanity.
AndthentherewasAsh.Ashwasthescienceofficer,butthatwasn’twhatmadehisdreamssofunny.Funnypeculiar,notfunnyha-ha.Hisdreamswerethemostprofessionallyorganizedofallthecrew’s.Ofthemall,hiscamenearesttomatchinghisawakenedself.Ash’sdreamsheldabsolutelynodelusions.
Thatwasn’tsurprisingifyoureallyknewAsh.Noneofhissixcrewmatesdid,though.Ashknewhimselfwell.Ifasked,hecouldhavetoldyouwhyhecouldneverbecomeaprodreamer.Noneeverthoughttoask,despitethefactthatthescienceofficerclearlyfoundprodreamingmorefascinatingthananyofthem.
Oh,andtherewasthecat.NameofJones.Averyordinaryhousecat,or,inthisinstance,shipcat.Joneswasalargeyellowtomofuncertainparentageandindependentmien,longaccustomedtothevagariesofshiptravelandtheidiosyncrasiesofhumanswhotravelledthroughspace.
