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"That can't be good,"Brinley said.
"What can't be good?" I asked. That sentence was right up there with 'we need to talk' for sending shivers down my spine.
I know, priorities, right? An awkward conversation is so much worse than an emergency in space.
Brinley scratched the side of her head.
J'avet moved to stand behind me, his hand lightly on my shoulder.
"What is it?" he asked, even though he could read the controls as well as she could.
I glanced back to take in his expression, but he gave nothing away. At least he didn't seem panicked. If anything did that to him, it would probably be too late for us all.
"Gamma to rogue pod." Captain Marshall's voice came through the speakers and made me jump. "I presume you've seen the ship approaching on a course to intercept you."
Brinley looked to J'avet questioningly.
He nodded.
She opened a comm channel, without visuals for now.
That was lucky, my hair looked like a bird had tried to make a nest in it, but gave up because it was too messy.
After all these years, they still hadn't developed the technology to permanently tame curly hair. If they put as much effort into that as they did making nanobots, they'd have a solution by now. Never mind the fact the nanobots were created by Freytaurians and none of them had curly hair. Surely someone could have had the foresight…
I gave myself a mental head shake.
Ship?
Shit.
"We saw, Captain," Brinley said. "We can't tell from here if they're IF or Iritauri."
"Have you tried to contact them?" J'avet asked bluntly.
"Not yet," Marshall replied. "Just checking if you wanted to do the honours."
"If it's Iritauri, I would prefer to stay out of their way," J'avet said.
"I thought you might," Marshall replied. "I'll have a little chat with them. Gamma out." The comms went silent.
"They aren't going to do what I think they're going to do, are they?" I asked.
"I think that depends on what you think they'll do," Brinley said.
"You know me, I have a wild imagination," I said. And damn, J'avet is massaging my shoulder.
"We'll have to wait and see," J'avet said. "Prepare to evade the incoming ship, in case it's necessary."
Brinley nodded. "I've already plotted an alternate course."
That explained why she was tapping buttons the moment she mentioned the ship.
J'avet nodded. "Good." He said nothing else, but I felt his tension in the way he dug his fingers in slightly too hard.
I flinched. "Ouch."
