Chapter 8: Not a Problem
Time on the Vilakshana soon stretched into one extended monotonous day especially as, unlike the other passengers who trooped like an army of invading insects out of the Vilakshana whenever the ship stopped at a scheduled tourist planet, Tíogari insisted they remain on board.
The holy warrior would rise gracefully from his sleeping spot in front of the door, never stiff or sore, and wake her with breakfast from the nutriunit. He was working his way through the enormous variety of healthy breakfasts available, adding those she enjoyed to a menu of her favorites. After eating, he set off for the gymnasium, leaving her to study the comunit he’d purchased for her. Every day she combed through the infochannels for news of Rial and the rebellion he’d set out to defeat,
