The Osmotic Sack and the Grand Colony

Nate bagged container after container of plasm, sending each back on the tether to Elliot with a quick careful hand. The profits from the sack would go against Garuda's repair bills and more besides the star, the sack, the plasm, they would fix everything. I did not know if the Thera was in pain, although its anterior fins shuttered in the liquid skin convulsed in quivering ribbons. Nate looked white and wan but tethered himself to Garuda's Repair mesh anyway.