Chapter 27The smell got to Jules the instant the airlock hatch opened to let them into the medical pod. It was the same thing that he had smelled when the doctors started testing his prosthetic face. Medicinal, sterile, and astringent odors that still didn’t quite hide the ammonia and fear that hung in the air.
Sharp pains burned along Jules’s nerves as he stopped a few steps out into the corridor.
“Are you scared?” MAR-A said.
Jules shook his head and forced himself to breath evenly. “No.”
“You looked scared,” MAR-A said. “Or ill.”
“Closer to the the later,” Jules said. It wasn’t really a conversation that he felt like having right now. But he said, “The smell reminded me of being in the hospital.”
“I understand,” MAR-A said.
Jules looked up at the former combat droid. Did MAR-A un
