Thyaar turned then, his gaze locking onto their table.He didn't approach, but the shift in his stance was clear.Time is up.
"Your watchdog is getting restless," Lucy noted, sliding out of the booth."I should go before he decides I'm a threat to the asset."
"Will I see you again?"Emily asked.
"I'm usually at the observation deck on Level 4 around this time.Kevin the Shower Bot likes the view."Lucy winked."Hang in there, Your Grace."
Sauntering away, she offered a jaunty wave to Thyaar as she passed.The big Lathar watched her go, his expression unreadable.
Emily sat in the booth for a moment longer, clutching the warm mug.The station was still a prison.The Emperor was still a stranger.And Raaevik...yeah.She wasn't going there.She looked at her boots, and then at the empty seat across from her.
But now she had a friend.And that was something.
