>Yazira: Seal the pact.

Your mutual bow of recognition seals the verbal pact. Then she helpfully has you sign off on the form of a VERY MUCH NONVERBAL AND ACTIONABLE PACT that binds you to find her the ultimate shopgirl.

It shouldn't be much trouble. This is no boisterous upheaval of your character arc. You could probably send her any old shopgirl. But that's no reason not to put a little heart into the gesture. You are sure that the goddess will whisper directly in your ear when you see just the right one.

Hopefully it won't be too hard to convince her to go work for a arthropod at a general store on an asteroid.

Your business is done, and you are headed outside. The increasingly familiar environs of the ship and your company thereupon, the comfort of your bunk, the stimulation of your books, and the solace of your diarying should ease you readily into sleep.

Today was a good day.

>Yazira: Go outside. Look up.