It took less than one of those hours—perhaps less than half of one—for Briana to turn up in the duplex again, startling Leicho from behind with her ringing voice.
“You stealing our stuff? I guess it’s mostly the renters’ stuff and they abandoned it, but still, you should at least ask first.”
Leicho bit back an irritated exclamation, turning to face the child. Taking supplies for her journey was the right of any guest on Auvik, but it was true enough that she didn’t know the norms here. She returned her stinger to its holster; she had instinctively half-drawn it in surprise. The holster was the only piece of her uniform that looked salvageable.
“None of this is going to help you at all,” Briana said with a sigh, looking over the oddments Leicho had collected in the center of a bedsheet—s
