Chapter 24

Mauve glanced at Alaina, who simply shrugged, her expression indifferent, and then turned back to Poppy.

“Sure,” she said, and returned Poppy’s warm smile. “Sure. It’d be nice.”

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Her legs trembled, almost giving out on her as she was helped out of the isolation tank by the young scientist and one of his aides. She felt sickened from what she had experienced in the dark, her body still flushed with chemicals, but she had proven a point to herself, she had demonstrated that she could do it, that she was capable of reaching out to the crew of the Ayanamiand preventing her father from recklessly endangering himself. Her head swam, and abruptly, she doubled over, vomiting onto the cold floor at her feet, faintly registering the disgusted cry of Seymour as he tried to pull back.

When she lifted her head again, Luna found herself face to face with her father, a stern expression on his face.