Here’s the next episode of Space Opera.
I walked into sick bay. The Neanderthal was a few meters inside the door, on a bed with a cast on his arm. He was strapped down, sleeping. Deneuve was on one side of the bed, Dr. Clara Hazelton on the other.
“How is he?” I asked.
“We had to sedate him to set his arm,” Dr. Hazelton said. “He’ll be fine, but he’ll sleep for a while.”
“You try any of the dialects?”
“We’ve tried five of the thirty that Nolan sent,” Deneuve said. “He perked up on one, but I don’t think he understood it.”
“I was just telling Deneuve that we should try the Active Learning System. It’ll probably work for him, if we can get him to wear the apparatus.”
“Will that work with non-humans?” I asked.
“Maybe,” Dr. Hazelton said. “Might be worth a try, but I don’t know how the drug will impact him.
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