Some time later.
“You are lucky to be alive,” said High Priest Brabin as he invited Matthews, Sevan and Scotmax into the Saturnian temple at Copperhead on Lenguicarro. “If missionary Ysteb hadn’t picked up your shuttle when she did, we would not be about to enjoy a delicious bowl of spaguns parasite lettuce. The spagun only grows here on Lenguicarro and the leaves when combined with the milk of the parasite makes for a unique combination.”
Sevan remembered enjoying the leaf and syrup mixture when he was last on Lenguicarro, but the thought of milking parasites was putting him off the idea.
“How did you know where to find us, Ysteb?” Scotmax asked Ay-ttho.
Tori sighed at the persistent use of their false identities.
“We picked up your tachyon transmissions,” she said. “Monitoring tachy
