Ares left me again, and I finally finished getting dressed. I was nervous now that I knew Aleks had been the one to find clothes for me; I did not think a man of his age would have practicality in mind, and so many of the human things I had seen were entirely about looking good with no consideration given to their functional use.
At least it was better than the idea that Zaahra might have picked out my things - I had a feeling that she would have chosen items that were not flattering.
When Ares returned he was followed by Aleks and Jayne. They had bundles of things with them and I felt myself burning red because I felt their eyes on me and I did not like it that I was the center of attention and that all of the things they had with them were for me.
Aleks had this beaming smile that li
