Chapter 7Craig did not appreciate the s**t scared out of him, which is what made it so much fun. It was, in fact, like being back home—minus, of course, the friendly hologram.
In any case, I filled him in on what I’d learned about the planet, about Tag, though not what Milo and Tag looked like while f*****g. He nodded as he ate his paste. He looked none too happy with it. I knew the feeling—though not the taste, seeing as it had none.
Now that we were all caught up, I turned to Tag. “So, where was Milo last seen?”
Tag blinked. “A quarter Earth mile from here. Would you like to keep me in this mode and follow?”
“It won’t look weird out in public?” I asked.
He shook his head. “Not common, but not unheard of either. If we see people, they will not care or be alarmed, if that is your conc
