She shrugged. “Maybe a little.”
“I admit I was...upset.” He used her word, as if trying it on for the first time. “But I would never cause you lasting harm. I wouldn’t take it too far. I know humans are delicate. I knew when to stop.”
She realized she believed him—perhaps she’d known it even at the time. Some little anxiety inside her settled.
A tap sounded at the door, and the screen on the back of it showed Daneth standing outside.
“Come in.”
She squirmed, trying to extricate herself from Zander’s arms, but he refused to let her go. He must have realized why she was uncomfortable, though, because he tugged a blanket up over her.
“Stress levels are still elevated,” the doctor said, leaving out any greeting.
“What can you give her?”
Daneth produced a small g*n.
“No.” She tried onc
