The rest of the day passed quietly. Mira stayed mostly on the bed, occasionally wandering around the room again, while Drokan remained seated in the chair across from her. Watching. He didn’t talk much. Not that Mira expected him to. A few times she caught him studying her with that same thoughtful expression he had worn earlier after asking about her laughing. It was strange. But not uncomfortable anymore. Eventually the soft lighting in the room dimmed slightly, signaling the evening cycle aboard the ship. Not long after— The door slid open. Vael stepped inside first, stretching his arms lazily. “Well,” he said cheerfully, “everyone survived another day.” Behind him, Rethan entered quietly, followed by Seyrin and Kaelor. Mira immediately felt her stomach tighten slightly.

