[YOUR TATTOOS MAKE UP A LINE FROM A POEM BY MAO ZEDONG, THE SHOW'S EXPLANATION MAKES NO SENSE]

[ANYWAY. Libby shrugs, more than a little embarrassed.]

That port was so hectic that I didn't have time to read all the posts on the network. I must have missed a warning, because...well, I found a woman crying, and I tried to talk to her. The next thing I knew, she had a handful of my guts and I was collapsing.