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Michiko and Rudy passed through the narrow hallways of the carrier ship, toward the ship’s atrium where most people gathered during the flight.
“I never asked you where you were from,” Michiko said.
“Gargantua,” Rudy said, ducking under a pipe. “Aside from gorgeous sunrise vistas and the best medical centers in the galaxy, there’s not much there.”
“Oh, you’re from Gargantua?” Michiko asked. “I would have never pegged you as being from there.”
“Why not?” Rudy asked, grinning. “Is it because I’m not a doctor? I’m not, by the way.”
“I was headed there about a year ago,” Michiko said, “Until I…well, dropped out of nursing school.”
Rudy stopped.
“Damn, you were in Gargantua’s Nursing Program? And now you’re here doing non-profit work?”
“It’s complicated,” Michiko said, brushing her h
