Chapter 7
Wyn“You’re a dick.” Wyn wanted nothing more than to throw something at Lorran’s stupid grinning face, but she was too terrified of hitting an unfortunate button and venting them into space, because that was the kind of day she was having.
“I spared you discomfort.”
“By drugging me! You don’t slip the mickey to people, Lorran.”
“I do not know what that is, but I gave you a harmless sedative.”
She threw her hands up in exasperation. Heavens help her with well-meaning aliens. “That’s what a mickey is! And you don’t give someone a sedative without telling them you’re giving them a sedative, you trifling creeper with your horns. Tell him.” She turned to the other alien—Mylomon, or whatever—who had so far remained silent.
He glanced from Wyn to Lorran, almost helplessly. “Females
