Brightstar: 07:00 tines
Princess Sara, late of Earth, looked at her son. His nose was pressed up against the glass of the viewing deck. ::We’re here, why can’t we get off the ship? He’s waiting for me.:: Michael quivered in anticipation.
::Who’s waiting for you Michael?:: his new Zadda asked.
A clearly exasperated Michael shrugged his shoulders as only an almost five-year-old child could. “My new friend! We’ve been talking almost the whole trip. We talk at least three times a day.”
“Talking?” Juraens lifted his brow.
“Mind speech, Zadda. He’s nice. I like him and I think he likes me. I asked Aloysius to help me find him a kitten. Aloysius said that Shadow had a littermate. Duchess lives in his house, but he isn’t her person, her person is his mommie.”
::Michael, go find Shadow, Chou,
