NINE
“Are you okay?” Kyra asked as Torben paced his quarters.
“I was until we spoke to them. I never thought about their families. Are we doing the right thing, Kyra?”
“I’m not sure. But as you said, we have our orders. The Lomogs have provided for us when we needed it most. We need to remember that. Without them, we would be teetering on the brink.”
“I know,” Torben said, sitting on a white couch. “It still doesn’t make me feel any better.”
Kyra sat next to him, taking his strong hands in hers. She held them gently, kissing him lightly on the cheek. “It’s all very raw at the moment. They are in shock. As a species, they are very unevolved, unlike us. Let’s get them to Valkash. Let them settle in.”
“Then what?”
“I don’t know. We leave them there I suppose. I am sure that we will hav
