‘Are you all right?’ she cried in Ihreet. She was too loud. She didn’t care. ‘I – yes, yes, of course, I’m—’ Tracker sputtered. ‘Are you all right?’ ‘Yes, I’m fine,’ Speaker said hurriedly, ‘but are you well? Have you taken your medicine?’ ‘My – what?’ Tracker said. She was shouting, incredulous. ‘Who cares about that?’ ‘I – I care, you were having such a bad day when I left, and—’ ‘Speaker, you’ve been stuck on a planet alone. Alone! For days! And you want to ask me about my fucking medicine?’ Both sisters stared, realising in real-time that neither had considered the possibility of the other
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