Chapter 6“Ghurva.”
“Yes.” Ghurva looked up from a screen, and not until Zenon had entered the clinic did he notice Grace was there.
“I need some small clothes for the Earthling.” He glanced at Grace, not wanting to ask what she was doing there.
Ghurva didn’t speak, but he got up from his seat and opened one of the lockers along the wall. “Here.”
“How is he?” Grace had her hands behind her back, and he wanted to demand she showed them. Was she trying to conceal a weapon? Then she grimaced and rubbed her forehead. No weapon. “Is he conscious?”
“Yes.” The way her muscles relaxed made him realize she’d been worrying. He wasn’t used to people displaying emotions the way she and Carlo did. It was overwhelming, but he wanted to watch their every move. Fascinating.
“Is he able to hold a conv
