Excusing himself, Kryten left Mister Lister and Ms Kochanski in the mid-section. He busied himself with the washing up, ignoring the laughing voices. He was a mechanoid. It was not his place to judge them for their relationship.
So Ms Kochanski had a boyfriend in another dimension, and Mister Lister preferred people with other bits. Kryten had seen the way he looked at Mister Rimmer, and the picture of that red-headed man he kept under his mattress. So what? Who else was there for him now? Not Mister Cat. Surely not...
Kochanski giggled, and the dish in Kryten's hand broke.
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It was not his place to judge them for their relationship.
Date: 2009-04-23 12:36 pm (UTC)So Ms Kochanski had a boyfriend in another dimension, and Mister Lister preferred people with other bits. Kryten had seen the way he looked at Mister Rimmer, and the picture of that red-headed man he kept under his mattress. So what? Who else was there for him now? Not Mister Cat. Surely not...
Kochanski giggled, and the dish in Kryten's hand broke.