“Awww,” Cassie said. “We love you too, Cariad. Don’t worry about us. We’ll be fine. But you take care down there, won’t you? Stay away from those horrible sluglimpets.”
“I will.” Cariad closed the comm.
She was spending the night in her borrowed bedroom at the Leader’s residence, tired and sore after a day spent helping to dig the tunnels and bomb shelters. The speed and efficiency with which the colonists worked had impressed her deeply. When they had a job to do, the Gens were resourceful and relentless, and they had no shortage of the engineering and building skills required for the project. Still, they were going to be hard pushed to complete the underground structures within the timeframe, even though they were only creating nothing more complex than hollowed-out spaces several mete
