“I’m just Bassan,” he said. Without waiting for a response, he shimmied down the ladder.
He hit the floor below with force. Ignoring the stares from those in the corridor, he returned to his station. Barnenden intercepted him and thumped Bassan’s back.
“Perfect jump. I knew you could do it.”
“Thanks,” Bassan said, annoyed by the tremor in his voice.
He slid into position behind the console. Zendar let loose a victorious cry and shook his arm.
“You jumped us to safety. Amazing.”
Bassan offered a smile, still trying to get his emotions under control. Mental shields locked tight in place, he trusted his anxious thoughts might remained contained.
“Looks like we’re headed for the Narcon-Charren border,” someone announced.
The room erupted in cheers. Zendar added his cry of victory and g
