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He had to pry open the huge beak with his spear. As he'd hoped, the swimmer was in its throat pouch. The seabird must have mistaken its metallic glint for sun coruscating off the scales of lithe, silvery fish which seemed to swarm everywhere in this planet's oceans.

Fortunately, the waterproofing had held and the sensors remained active. He gently tossed it back into the water, where it bustled off in a beeline to the next survey marker.

He glanced at the little universal clock in his hud and decided he'd done enough for the time being. He pulled out of the robod and padded over to make himself some nutritional tea. Thank god for yeast.