"That's a really interesting look," Tahiri had to comment about her pants, but she'd struggled into a clean tunic and was really not making a good accounting of herself, coordination-wise, trying to get her pants on. (They fit her better than they would Ben, of course.) "Hang on, King, we'll be right there!"

"Nine-ten-eleven-twelve . . ." Luckily he had to stop for breath there, but he was rattling at the doorknob.