Chapter 25
February – 3,390 BC
Earth: Crash site
Colonel Mikhail Mannuki’ili
MIKHAIL
He stared at the goat which dominated Ninsianna's attention. The foolish creature lived, in no small part to her considerable talent as a surgeon. It limped around the fire, one leg in a splint, bleating to be fed, its fur shaved bald where she'd stitched it back together. Right now, it had even more stitches than he had.
Was it normal? To feel jealous over a pet?
Normally she patted him. Or more precisely, she massaged his wings, but for the last two days she'd left him to his own devices. He didn't want to ask her. Heaven forbid he admitted he enjoyed her ministrations. Besides… It wasn't like he could reach back to adjust the splint when the darned thing kept his wing immobilized in an awkward po
