She pondered this for a moment, then nodded. “Probably not many.”
“Exactly. I know these people are primitive, but they're friendly, and they seem to like us, and –”
“ 'They'?” she echoed, c*****g an eyebrow at him. “Are you sure you mean 'they', or are you talking about the girl that made that snazzy jacket for you?”
Even in the dim torchlight, he was sure she could see him blushing.
“Look, I'll admit, this world does have a certain appeal,” she said. “There are certainly worse options available to us than staying here permanently. But –”
Now it was Davin's turn to interrupt. “Kelia's in love with you, Mom. And I think you feel the same way about her.”
Maeve's jaw dropped, and she scrambled to her feet. “What the …? Where the fark did that come from?”
“I'm a scientist's son, rememb
