Chapter 72
Olite chuckles. “That’s what I like about you, Victoria. You’re so refreshingly direct.” By the way he looks at me, it’s clear that’s not all he likes about me. Fair enough. I’ve snuck a few admiring glances, too. “These Council meetings,” I ask him, “does the Captain ever attend?” He shakes his head. “Not since I joined. When we want to see the Captain, we visit him in his tower.” “When did you join? How long have you been on the ship?” I’ve picked up enough of Soliton’s etiquette to know this is something of a daring question. Everyone on board, no matter how comfortable they seem in their current circumstances, came from somewhere, and not by choice. We’re all prisoners here, and not everyone is happy to be reminded about it. Fortunately, Olite only smiles slightly. “It will be …
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