Chapter 5: Going Where?
They wouldn’t be using the nearest wormhole, the one the Kadaugan had used to travel to Matautia, Tíogari informed her, his tone that of a submissive servant instead of a psychotic crackpot, and they’d reach their destination in two weeks. He stood and stretched. “Would you care to rest?" he inquired. “The coordinates are set and the ship is on automatic.”
“I’m hungry.” It astonished Kia he’d not commented on the noise her stomach was making. “Is there anything to eat?” She didn’t expect the same high standard as on the Kadaugan, but a couple of bars of concentrated space rations would go down without any problem. The heat rushed to Kia's cheeks as Tíogari glanced down at her belly. Yes, she was pregnant, and pregnant women needed to eat—even if their consumption
