Keeping a Promise

On the first night of their journey back toward their shuttle, Tejeda had to share what happened at the others’ behest. He retold the events without revealing much about his abilities or skills. He did not like being looked upon as though he were a god. Well, sometimes it felt good, but not coming from his crew.

In the end, Tejeda fumbled with the edges of the matchbox, taking on the role of an incompetent, one he liked to play. “You know, it took me four tries to light a match and burn down the contents of that cave along with any residue of Fresh Flesh. But the rest was easy peasy. The only thing left is Kirian’s body I now wear, but everything belonging to the bacteria is gone.”

Hanga directed the droid's light toward the ceiling and dimmed the intensity. "It didn't seem so easy to me."