Sixteen
Ryann sussed.
Keelin smiled.
She sat in the bridge of her Hermes, but she was connected to the other one. It wasn’t so much a view as an overall sensation—she could feel everyone walking through the hatch and taking their seats. She tingled as the atmos system compensated for the increased moisture from so much exhaled breath.
Most likely, Ryann was watching sensor images on a screen, sharing the experience with Arela. But she was missing so much! Yes, she’d see the craft lift off, but she wouldn’t feel the power. She wouldn’t have that nervous rush as the whole frame of the Hermes shuddered when the engines kicked in and it defied gravity.
Of course, Keelin was not as connected as DeeDee. Only the actual pilot would experience the full glory.
Ryann sussed.
No you’re not,
