by Aer-ki Jyr
“Stop it, already,” Mace pleaded with her, sarcastically this time. “You’re making too much sense.”
Jyra smiled, not saying anything, but threw him a ‘got you now’ look.
“This had better not affect your combat skills,” he cautioned. “I don’t want some lizard shooting me in the back while your head is off in lala land.”
“Never happen,” she said firmly. “Our sexuality gets put into storage when we leave the Nest. We only make use of it here when it won’t be a detriment.”
Mace saw another exit on the track coming up ahead and decided to bail out. “Better be. We’re going to have to slow down enough as it is to accommodate you.”
“I’ll try to minimize that as much as I can,” she said in all seriousness.
“Do that,” he said, coasting to a stop by the open doorway and letting her run on. He stood there for a moment, watching her disappear up the long hallway until only her shoes remained visible, then he sighed and tried to think this all through again.
“Brandon, I am so going to kick your ass when I get back.”
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