She studied the ship"s surroundings, the tiny fluctuations in the Singh Field that would give her clues about their relative velocity. She could discern no movement whatsoever. She watched for several moments to make sure. It was the same in each direction; they were stationary in metaspace. Still she watched, expecting the ship to begin manoeuvring. Nothing happened.
“We"re not moving,” she said.
Lilith stood beside her, screwing up her eyes to peer outwards as if that would allow her to see it, too. “How can you tell?”
“I just can. We"ve dropped into metaspace, but we"re not going anywhere. I presumed Omn was sending us off to find the Morn.”
Malleus considered. “It said we had to find the Morn, not that we were being sent there.”
“The ship"s taken us this far; why wouldn"t Omn
