Their progress was slow. Todd mentioned that he had a device that told him of the status of the others in the incursion team.
“So, it wasn’t just to rescue me then.”
“Of course not! That was my job.”
There was something in the way Todd said this that made Carl experience another rush of affection for the big man. He welcomed it as a palliative acting against his feelings of hurt and confusion.
“What was the other stuff?”
Todd grinned again. “Finding stuff out, and f*****g things up. The usual. With luck we might be able to disable their entire bubble, bring them in—capture the entire ship.”
“Crèche,” Carl murmured automatically. Then he almost laughed, realizing that the presence of the marine was bringing back his old cadet punctiliousness.
They stopped again, and Todd muttered, “D
