“Why aren’t you panicking? You should be panicking. You’ve seen her multiple times now and each time you failed to get her. Now there is no way for us to get in, and we’re all screwed.” “What is that word?” He finally looked up from his project to frown at the yellow-finned pod mate. “Screwed?” “Ah. It’s something Mira says when there is no winning the situation.” Maketes scrubbed the back of his neck. “I think I used it right.”
