The surgeon tells me that you're a sorcerer," Pym said. "Is that so?"
Jaki looked to the captain with the glare of the masts in his eyes. "Yes."
Pym weighed this disclosure. "You speak with the dead?"
"Yes."
The captain's eyes screwed up intently. "What do they say to you?"
"They don't talk back."
Pym and Mister Blackheart laughed in unison...The captain said, "Mister Blackheart wants to know what kind of sorcerer you are."
Jaki pondered a response and finally said, "I was learning to catch souls before my teacher was killed."
"Souls, eh? And what do you do with them after you catch them?"
"I put them back in their bodies."
"Ah, then you're telling us you're a surgeon.

Author: A.A. Attanasio

The surgeon tells me that you're a sorcerer," Pym said. "Is that so?"<br />Jaki looked to the captain with the glare of the masts in his eyes. "Yes."<br />Pym weighed this disclosure. "You speak with the dead?"<br />"Yes."<br />The captain's eyes screwed up intently. "What do they say to you?"<br />"They don't talk back."<br />Pym and Mister Blackheart laughed in unison...The captain said, "Mister Blackheart wants to know what kind of sorcerer you are."<br />Jaki pondered a response and finally said, "I was learning to catch souls before my teacher was killed."<br />"Souls, eh? And what do you do with them after you catch them?"<br />"I put them back in their bodies."<br />"Ah, then you're telling us you're a surgeon. - A.A. Attanasio


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