“Let him freeze to death?” Shay didn’t like the sound of that. Galenn was a bit of an asshole, but that kind of fate was unnecessarily cruel.
“More oxygen for us.”
No, Shay really didn’t like that.
“We’re not at the point where we’re deciding who does and doesn’t get oxygen,” said Andy. “Calm down.”
“Besides,” said Shay, “I think he can help us. Those contacts that let him see so much? He eyed up the case good back at the station.”
“And they’re useless now.”
“But he might remember something useful. Which he can’t do dead.” Shay broke one of his glow-sticks and rolled it. “I’m going to get him.” He pocketed Galenn’s glasses and pushed off toward the door to the bridge. When he reached it he pried up the side panel and tripped the manual mechanism, releasing the door.
“I can’t f*****g
