Nanu

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“Yes.” “I was alone, I didn’t know what happened when the Ruhar hit the complex from orbit. There was a knock, the door opened, and I saw your goofy face. Then you ran off to get clothes for me, like I cared about that!” “You were naked,” I said lamely. “So?” “So, you’re a, a woman.” “And?” As I did not have an intelligent answer, I gave her the truth. “It matters.” “When you opened that door, I told myself that I had not been abandoned, somebody had gotten out of a cell, and instead of running off, like you should have,” another glance at me, “you took the time, and the risk, to rescue me. ...more
Zero Hour (Expeditionary Force, #5)
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