Chapter 23
Seetha’s white cabin on the Dirgelef felt a lot smaller with three humans around the table, but at least Kerwin and Rosa brought a little color into the space. Kerwin wore his formal burgundy and gold uniform, and Rosa looked surprisingly warm and, well, human, in similar charcoal gray attire.
Seetha was grateful all over again for her mother’s frequent gifts of clothing befitting the child of diplomats after so long in her own work uniform or faded and drab home clothes. She’d changed into a loose, flowing top and skirt in shades of purple and copper for the occasion.
“Anything we need to know about?” Seetha said. “Changes while we were underway?”
“Nothing on my side,” Kerwin said. “Ambassador Cory transmitted hir support of us and our investigation. We have use of this shu
