Two days later, as she sat reading to the little Weaver, Azrael glanced over at the Katzenfurg on the bed. His chest rose and fell with each breath as the monitor next to him beeped steadily.
“This… is… a… small… bug.” Solara said, pointing a tiny finger at each word as she read. The book they were currently getting through was about opposites. She wriggled, absently touching the pale purple dress she’d chosen to wear that day as if she still couldn’t believe that she owned it.
“Good job, kiddo. Now let’s read the next page.” The happy clicking of Solara’s mandibles made the young woman laugh quietly.
Her legs kicked out for a moment until she looked back at the book in front of her. “This… is… a… big… bug.”
The med bay door opened, admitting Misha and Talis into the room. They looked
