"It does seem difficult," said Vasso, "at least on the surface."
This was the first time aboard the Slight ship and it was wonderful.We were in an enormous space hung with strings or threads or web or film or mould-it was very hard to tell what it was all for. There were holes in the walls; round, square that seemed to tunnel into the material of the ship. The walls had a greenish coating that had a moist feeling of life. The room we were in reached far up overhead, out of sight. There were dripping passages to other chambers; perhaps above and below. Our feet sank into a floor that squeezed a bit of moisture out when we stepped on it and left puddles where we had stepped; the whole interior appeared to be - edible. The light was clear and bright-but when looked at from another angle was
