I don't really want to inconvenience you, but you quite reasonably won't tolerate any risk of me putting you under orders. Unfortunately for you, the reverse is also true and I am not about to volunteer to eat some of your berries. I'll leave you alone for a good twenty years at least once I'm young again. Incidentally, a few members of my ship's crew say they would like to be de-aged as well. I don't know if you'd be willing to get them on top of me, and I told them as much.
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