Dalwhinnie's Diplomacy 01/12/2018 ‘Mess this one up, Dalwhinnie and I’ll castrate you with my beak,’ the Captain had glared at him, one tentacle wrapped firmly round the Lieutenant’s neck.
‘Mess this one up, Dalwhinnie and I’ll castrate you with my beak,’ the Captain had glared at him, one tentacle wrapped firmly round the Lieutenant’s neck.