CHAPTER FIVE
ThorrnI looked at the little chair with doubt. I wasn’t sure if it would collapse under my weight as soon as I sat on it. Everything in the eatery Jenny had taken me to was small. Tiny, in fact. I kept my arms close to my body, glad the C-suit already had my lower arms pressed tight against my chest. I couldn’t wait to be back on our ship and get out of the suit. I felt like I couldn’t breathe properly, but I knew I was imagining that. The C-suit didn’t compress my ribcage and Peritus’s atmosphere was similar enough to that of Albya that we could breathe without wearing a respirator.
Jenny was already studying the menu. “Aren’t you going to sit down?” she asked without looking up.
She was so small. This place suited her. Small and dainty and breakable. I hadn’t realised hum
