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"I would think anyone
in my situation would know the kind of stress a guy like me could
be under... I mean, when the ship has bugs, I have bugs,
|"I mean to say that's
not just some kind of babble, that's what's up here. No, this
is something else... Isis knows... Science and stuff,
that's what I'm talking about, Uncle..."
|"Fact is, Isis
gave me the first task of appeasement in very clear tones: improve
your nearest helper's lot. So right away I knitted my E-droid
a scarf... and I dunno... it makes him look a little stiff. Like
take my skull for example. It fills my helmet, sure, but start
stuffing it full of chores and tasks, and lookout! Stress
is a filler, you know what they say?"
|"I'm a toy, so
let's just start there. I'm also in command so that's two.
Isis gave me a task and I'm dubious about the results,
so I confess that I made another attempt, and maybe that's bad,
and maybe I'm missing something, but I knitted a nice red pullover
for the Service Droid. I told the crew to get lost, so
I had the spare time..."