AS RU WORKED ON FINALIZING his plans to complete his mission, he couldn’t help but smile. All hope wasn’t lost. He almost whistled, but he knew that his denya might find that strange.
After their brief interlude in the holoroom the night before, Ru had been concerned that Lis would pull back. She’d seemed uncertain, lost. Though he supposed that anyone would feel out of sorts after watching the vid of the destruction of Detya. If she’d had to watch any vid, he was glad it was that one. The other dozen or so that had survived the c*****e were blood-soaked and even more nightmare-inducing.
But she was neither running nor retreating today. In fact, she sat only a few feet from him, her entire form engrossed in a game he’d found that could run on one of the entertainment tablets he’d picked
