Ritchie was cold from the minute she stepped on board the intergalactic railway train that would be taking her back to Oymyakon. It was more than being in a cool interior, away from the hot sun and warm breezes of Braga. It was a deeper cold that settled in her bones before she"d even found her way to the sleeper compartment the three of them would be sharing, being the only cadets going back so late.
She stashed her bag, then slid into the table under the window to look out at the greenery one last time. She was just starting to wonder where she"d lost Moreau while she had gone to talk with Hansen, when the door to the sleeper compartment slid open and Moreau came in with a super-sized covered drink in each hand.
"I had to jog to the far end of the station to get these," she said as she
