The crew of the Volunteer take pains to revive their surgeon after his plunge.

Irving enjoys a range of Christian pleasures and graces: singing with friends, watercolors, study, climbing exercises, handball.

"You would not hurt me," is what he says, careful, caged in. "You could never hurt me."

This, they have argued to a stalemate of irreconcilable disagreement; could so continue to press in unwinnability until the Heavens broke open overhead and the mountains crashed down astride them. But Sui Zhou serves to live as much as a man as he does a blade, and in that he is long intimated with the lay of blame for a tool in the wield of a hand.

He feels Sui Zhou's smile unlace over his pulse, languid and nude in its amusement. "You've had the morning," he answers, unmoved. "The day won't keep for you."

Isabella, future girl-queen of England, receives a visit from a predecessor.

Antinous considers how one might become unlovable.

Bob Benson is a problem-solver. It's 45 minutes before the SCDP Christmas party and Pete has a pretty big problem.

Hickey and Tozer share an extremely unauthorized celebration in the showers.

As Kylo Ren awaits judgment, Poe Dameron seeks satisfaction.

Is it him that courts such misfortune, Qingming wonders, neither for the first nor the last time in his long baned life, or is he the misfortune courted?