Chapter 53
The next thirty hours fly by way too fast. Time usually feels like a drag, but when you get to sleep and just relax, of course, it would go by too fast.
“I kinda wish they had given us more than two suits,” Kathel says, trying to stretch out the fabric. “You know, rather than replacing our one of two suits every time we ruin it.”
“That sounds like a you problem, Kathel. We haven't needed a new one.” Dita says over her seaweed smoothie. “We are good at taking care of our belongings.”
“In other news,” Miessa says, fixing her hair. Today she has gone for blue skin a few shades lighter than Dita and long pin-straight black hair. “What do you think this gathering actually going to be?”
I look up from my tablet, from where I may have been rereading my last message to Sarkus for t
