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"Thank you for doing this," Heather said from behind me. "Sorry we're taking up your break time."

I resisted the urge to turn around and smile at her. "No problem at all. And if you have any questions or problems, just ask."

The words slipped out before I could stop myself. I hoped the other two hadn't heard it. I didn't want to become a guide for all three of them.

We finally reached the guest cabins. This corridor had never felt this long before. Abby and the Kyven female disappeared into one of them right away, leaving me alone with Heather.

"This one's yours. Hold your hand against this sensor and it will key itself to you. That way nobody will be able to enter your cabin unless you let them in."

She held her hand against the wall, but not quite on the sensor. Without thinking, I took her hand and gently moved it to the right place. Her skin was so soft, her fingers so slender. My dark blue skin was a sharp contrast to her almost white complexion.

The sensor beeped, signalling that it had finished the adjustment. The door slid open, revealing a small yet clean cabin with two fold-down beds, a few cubby holes and a large screen on the wall opposite that currently showed the spacescape we were travelling through.

"It's not very big, but at least you don't have to share." Why was I apologising to her?

"It's perfect," Heather said with a smile. "How do I lower the bed?"

I showed her the button. As if by accident, our fingers touched again. My ears grew hot and I quickly withdrew.

"Anyway, do you need anything else?"

A strange rumbling sound interrupted her before she could reply. She glanced down at her stomach while her cheeks filled with colour. "Sorry. I think I'm hungry. Breakfast was quite a while ago."

"Does your body always tell you that you need food?" I asked curiously.

"Just sometimes. I hadn't realised Kyvens don't have stomach rumbles, but I suppose I've not spent all that much time with... Anyway, is there somewhere I can get a snack? I forgot to pack any."

She looked around for her baggage. For a moment, I wished that it hadn't been delivered yet only so I could help her search for it. I chastised myself for those thoughts.

“You can get food in the lounge where you were sitting earlier.”

I hurried away before I felt tempted to offer to show her the way.

Why was I becoming so obsessed with this kyvenoid?

5

Heather

After what felt like a few days on the spaceship, I was slowly finding my way around. There wasn’t much to explore between my cabin, the food hall, and the observation deck, but I kept discovering new mysteries.

I pressed my hand firmly on the food hatch's touchpad, frustration coursing through me when it flashed all kinds of dots at me. The implanted translator did an adequate job in helping me around but it was useless when it came to written media.

My stomach grumbled impatiently and I searched around for someone to help me, my gaze latching onto the green-haired pilot coming from the bridge. I didn't know her name and while she'd initially been rather stoic and stiff, she had also been the only one who'd bothered to show us to our bunks.

"Hey." I waved pathetically, hoping to get her attention. I still didn't know her name.

A lopsided smile tugged her blue lips up as she came my way. "Hello, Heather."

My stomach fluttered from the way she said my name but that could've also just been the hunger. "I'm trying to get a snack but it's not working."

"That's because this is a tool cabinet." The pilot gestured to a similar sized hatch a few metres to the left. "That one is for food outside of meal times."

"Oh." Embarrassed, I made my way over to the other hatch and pressed my palm on the pad again, frustrated when nothing happened here either.

"You're still doing it wrong." The pilot placed her hand on mine, just like before again. "You need to move your fingers, like this."

A spark danced up my arm from her touch and I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks and ears, no doubt turning them a bright shade of red. I always hated how easily my skin flushed but there wasn't much I could do about it.

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