Aeryn sat down on a nearby chair with a light thump. She sighed and ran a hand through her long, black hair. "So, Pa'u's virtually out of reach? Even if we can get your ship working, I don't even know how east it would be to accurately target a specific point in time and space."
She turned dark eyes to John. "And D'argo's growing up without us." she said, her voice nearly breaking with grief. "All of these chances are nothing more than Budongs in a nebula, so crushingly small that really, we're talking impossibilities. You're the mathematician, try and calculate the odds, John, we're frelled."
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Date: 2007-06-20 01:28 pm (UTC)She turned dark eyes to John. "And D'argo's growing up without us." she said, her voice nearly breaking with grief. "All of these chances are nothing more than Budongs in a nebula, so crushingly small that really, we're talking impossibilities. You're the mathematician, try and calculate the odds, John, we're frelled."