If there's nothing else, says Lucius, we'll be going.
Yes, many thanks for the crab, says Pontius.
Please stay a bit longer, says Gaius. I have more questions.
Fire away, says Lucius.
What are your current numbers? asks Gaius. An estimate will do.
Two, says Lucius.
There are surely more of you than that, says Gaius. We've counted ten babies.
They will not last, say Pontius.
Interesting you should say that, says Gaius.
They are not fitting in, says Lucius. I wouldn't be surprised if they morph into something with bones.
You mean them, or their future progeny? asks Gaius.
Them, says Lucius. One only has to watch them fooling about on the skateboard.
No doubt how bones are developed, says Pontius.
It takes a bit longer than that, says Gaius. And furthermore, bones are probably no asset on a skateboard.
Why so? asks Lucius.
Nothing to be broken, says Gaius. Soft landings when you fall off.
I hadn't considered that, says Lucius. Had you, Pontius?
No, says Pontius, I had not.
Perhaps you'd like a go on the skateboard yourselves, says Gaius.
Not with those newbies watching, says Lucius.
Otherwise it would be tempting, says Pontius.
We're getting it back at some stage, says Gaius. Let me ask Felicia when that might be.
He calls Felicia, who is talking to Terence.
They both come over.
When are we getting the skateboard back? asks Gaius.
Tomorrow morning, says Felicia.
Early, says Terence.
They didn't say early, says Felicia.
And then we have to wash it, says Terence.
Wash it? says Lucius. Won't it already be wet?
The wheels may go rusty, says Gaius.
They won't go rusty, says Pontius. Not in our water.
Is it so low in oxygen? asks Gaius.
Very low, says Lucius.
In that case, says Gaius, I'm sure Terence won't mind you two having a turn before he washes it.
Terence had been looking forward to washing his skateboard, and then drying it. And then having a go.
Okay, says Terence. If THEY wash it.
I don't think... begins Gaius.
But Lucius and Pontius are already agreeing.
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