I grab Makish, to stop her from entering the tank.
“What?” she asks.
A wave of sadness comes over me as I think of death.
I imagine how close we came to the Jiku ship exploding and killing Makish.
Then I think of death taking the queen who I only knew for a day.
I need a good excuse to stay on this ship, and find out who is trying to kill us.
If I lie, the Fiklow will smell it, and the crew and killer will hear of it.
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