“Wait, you want to use this ship to get back to the Interdependency?” Chenevert said. “I can’t do that. I don’t have a field generator.” They all stared at him. “I’m joking,” he said. “Of course I do.” “We need to talk about your sense of humor,” Marce said, after he and every other human in the room recovered from their mini heart attacks. “Being semi-dead seems to have affected it.” “It was like this before,” Chenevert said. “How do you think I died?”
