Chapter 78: Rest and healing.

Chapter 78: Rest and healing.

NIGEL ACHED TO argue, to insist he was fine on Umicore Prime. Hearing that he wasn’t healthy felt like a slap to the face to his parents, to Warrior Nightmen. They had done the best they could. It felt profoundly wrong to admit that they hadn’t cared for him a hundred percent, or that the environment had won against him.

But he said nothing. Instead, he sniffed.

The smell returned then, rich and inviting. The alien drink smelled bloody fantastic. His stomach responded with a loud, embarrassed growl.

He strained his eyes toward the familiar shadow of the tent as he took a cautious sip from the cup. Blimey, it was just like he recalled. So tasty.

“Is that my tent?” Nigel asked, and then he sipped again before he licked his lips.