Page 304 of Commander’s Mate
“I do not understand.”
“Good.”
Her hand spread over my chest.
“What?”
“Meya.”
Not a question.
“Yes.”
“Earth?”
“Yes.”
“Julconi?”
“Yes.”
“Being shot?”
“No.”
She lifted her head.
“That should be on the list.”
“It was minor.”
“You fell to one knee.”
“Temporarily.”
“You were bleeding.”
“Contained.”
“You are impossible.”
“I have survived it.”
She stared.
Then put her head back down.
For several breaths, silence.
“What happens if we find Meya?” she asked.
“I bring her home.”
The answer came too quickly.
Harper heard it.
“Home where?”
