Chapter 36. When things go around
I found myself praying I could keep it together. I was bursting at the seams to get out of the tight confines of the monitoring station, to use my lashes, to do something. Not that I wasn't finding ways to keep myself busy-there were all manner of ways to keep busy. Chores, training, repair work, sparring-I'd run out of
time before I ran out of things to do.
And I got to know Tian, Quess, and Cali a bit better. Maddox as well, I suppose, but the young woman was a tough nut to c***k. She talked, sure, but it was mostly dry witticisms, short statements with liberal doses of sarcasm and a general disdain for whatever I, in particular, was saying at any given time.
I'd hate her if she didn't remind me so much of myself. Just a…gruffer version who was
