while
others flourished under a light soaking one to three times a day.
Everyone was trying their hardest, but she could fix some of
their struggles immediately.
The next few days were much the same. She settled into a
steady routine, mingling amongst the Icari as part of their flock. Eban spent
as much time with her as possible but for the moment, the most she saw him now
was when he walked by with that first mate of his at his side. Her name was
Karee or something like that.
If Eban was attached to anyone, it would be her. Saffron
never saw them even do something so much as hold hands but why would they?
Maybe he didn’t see hand-holding as anything special, especially when she’d
just been wandering around behind him at first. Or perhaps the Icari were just
as strict on relationships and work as humans were. Whatever it was, she didn’t
know.
All she knew was that it made her stomach hurt to think of
Eban with someone else, but it wasn’t like he belonged to her or even knew she
was interested in him.
At the end of her fourth day with the Icari, she finished a
full catalogue of the various types of seeds and animals. Sitting back and
stretching, she looked up and then let out a yelp of surprise. Someone was
standing in the doorway, just watching her.
Gradually, she realized who it was and pressed her hand to
her heart. “You scared me!”
Eban looked sheepish, rubbing his hair with one hand. “Sorry
about that.”
“How long have you been standing there?” she asked, suddenly
realizing that even if he’d only been there for a few seconds that he had seen
her breasts pressing against the fabric of her tight-fitting Icari tunic. With
her back arched like that, he might even have been able to see her nipples.
“A few minutes,” he admitted, looking more embarrassed than
ever. “You looked so busy that I didn’t want to bother you.”
“I just finished examining everything,” she explained.
“Tomorrow, I should be able to start figuring out ways to change your
procedures. Is everyone going to be able to follow through with some different
directions, though?”
“How different?” he frowned.
Saffron gestured to her pages of notes. “Just some
variations on what you’re already doing, is all. You’re treating all the plants
and animals the same way but every single organism is different. If I wrote
down some changes, how would I make sure that everyone knew about them?”
“That’s easy enough. I told you the family that runs the
bakery runs the farming. If you spoke with them and explained that this would
mean increased production, I don’t think you’d have a problem.”
“Good,” she said, relieved. People in certain professions or
positions were often insistent that their way of working or thinking was the
best, and wouldn’t even consider a change. “I’ll stop by there on my way back
to the lab tomorrow. In the meantime, I suppose I should get some sleep.”
The lights had only just dimmed, which meant she had about
an hour before everything was too dark to see, but she was so tired that she
didn’t think she’d have a problem falling asleep.
“Ah,” Eban said, looking surprised. “Well, if that’s what
you want to do, I won’t stop you.”
Her heart fluttered a little in her chest. “Did you have
something in mind for me to do?”
Like…you?
“Actually, I was hoping to invite you out for a flight.”
Her hand went back to her heart as the nervous fluttering
increased. “What do you mean? I can’t fly.”
“No, no!” he waved his hand. “I didn’t mean it like that.
Just, this is a day we take to break from our normal nightly routines. Work
ends early and we all gather in the atrium to spend time with each other. It’s
been quite a bit since I’ve worn my wings, so I thought I might want to make
sure that I haven’t lost my edge.” He paused, lowering his head a bit to
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