Troy had been tempted to leave Kipp strapped to the med bed for a while longer and repeat the fun, but was too anxious. Even if Kipp wasn’t going to report him, Irene might, so he released Kipp and cleaned up the best he could.
“It’s fine,” said Kipp. “People use the med bed more for pleasure than business anyway.”
Troy shot him a look and he shrugged, grinning.
“Back to the everyday confusions, then,” said Kipp, running a hand through his hair. It caught on a knot and he pulled on it. As he moved to recheck his work on the cave creature, Troy went into the main area of the shuttle and scanned for the storm. It seemed to be tapering off at the moment, but with no communications, he couldn’t contact Irene and let her know they would have to move Heather and Patti. Troy frowned, gnawed on
