"Disturbingly she's one of the 'englightened' Bulor that don't enslave or attempt piracy."  'Cat' chuckled, giving her a light pat on the shoulder.  With the arrival of the food, Cat watched Ianthe stare down at at, having trouble trying to figure out how to eat it.  "Just dig in, and don't eat the carapace."  He chuckled, taking a knife and a fork, and cutting into it.  Bits and pieces he ate, only washing it down with the vodka periodically.<br/><br/>"I know."  He said at the mention of leaving planet.  Leaning back, he sighed.  "Still doesn't mean we can't have fun in the interim.  Don't worry, i'm a big cat, I can handle a bit of abandonment."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>