nest if anyone saw how pasty you are.”
“What is a vampire?”
“I’ll tell you later. Put me to bed, please,” Skylar begged, rubbing her head.
“Tralec? Are you awake?” Troy called out as they entered the cruiser.
“Yes. Is all well?” Tralec looked up from his research.
“The baby has head pain, and her leg is sore. She needs fixing,” Troy advised, seeming pleased with himself for adopting phrases he had read.
“The baby? Very good! You have been studying. Come to Daddy, honey. What’s wrong?” Tralec asked, holding his arms out for her.
Skylar genuinely accepted the comfort he offered, so great was her growing misery. She curled in his arms, burying her face in his neck. “I have a migraine headache, and it feels like there is an icepick in my scalp. The shifter-thing made me sick to my stomach.”
“I understand. It does the same to me,” he said softly, caressing her face. “Anything else?”
“My leg and ankle feel weak. I think I walked too much,” Skylar whined, hoping to get more sympathy from the hard-faced man.
“You walked? Why were you walking? Her muscles are torn and bruised, Troy! What were you thinking?”
“Don’t get your gills up. I drew too much attention. Listen to me, Tralec. We need to trust her if we expect her to trust us. It had to start somewhere. She promised not to betray me and proved herself to be truthful.”
“That is pure foolishness,” Tralec said, rocking the tiny girl in his arms.
“Perhaps, but I am the one trained to anticipate action. My instincts tell me she is sincere in her promises,” Troy said firmly, holding his ground. “Have you ever known my instincts to fail us?”
“No, I have not. Allow me time to consider your words. I will take care of her while you program her items in the synthesizer.”
“I loathe that chore,” Troy grumbled.
“Just get it finished. Let’s go to the cubicle and get you comfortable, sweetheart,” Tralec said gently as he carried Skylar to his quarters. He placed her on the bunk, activated the air mattress, and stroked the hair from her face with a look of concern in his eyes. “You are in much pain, aren’t you?”
Skylar nodded, trying to hold back her tears. “Please, no more shots. Please…”
“The gas isn’t working to help you sleep and restore, honey. I don’t know what else I can do.”
“Get some human drugs,” Skylar moaned. “Turn off the lights. They hurt my eyes.”
Tralec flicked the lighting off and stroked Skylar’s thigh. “Let’s try to change the amount of gas pumped in and see if that helps. I’m going to see if Troy can obtain some human medical supplies.”
“You’re giving him permission to steal?” Skylar commented, squinting at him.
Tralec’s face hardened. “If that is what we need to do to care for you, then so be it. Close your eyes and try to rest.”
Skylar drew in a deep breath of the fragrant gas that was pumped into the unit. It sedated her slightly but failed to put her into a sleep state. Tralec returned, noticing her eyes were still open.
“I don’t understand why this won’t work on you,” he said, running his hand across her brow line.
“Maybe it’s because I am a recent drug user. It was stupid and I did some really dumb things to my body that may have messed me up,” Skylar confessed shamefully.
“What were you medicating yourself for?”
“It was not for medical purposes.” Skylar avoided his eyes. “I did it to have fun.”
“True foolishness, child. Well, it is done and cannot be changed. You might need to be detoxified. Don’t look so frightened. The process hurts much less than the injections.”
“W… what are you going to do?”
“We are designed with flaps under our arms that allow us to be evaluated and receive medications and treatments. You don’t have the same structure, but I discovered you are equipped with a similar route that runs most of the length of your body. It won’t affect your legs, but I
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