Christine smiled at him as she worked on cleaning the rest of the blood off of his hands. "Ah, now there's the goldshirt I expected to meet." When the blood was scrubbed off, she tossed the washcloth into the kitchen sink for later dealing with. "Which lovely lady is yours? My Jim's first officer of the Farragut. I expect they'll bump him up to captain in a few more years. If we get back, that is."
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