Lib Novel Page 62
Ka’Cit released a heavy breath.
She had no idea.
He was already beginning to feel the cold creeping in.
In the void, it always surprised him how quickly the cold ate through any warmth.
Reaching for her cloak, he adjusted it on her shoulders and pulled the hood over her head. She tensed a little as she watched him do it.
“It’s going to get cold.”
Nee-ya nodded. “Oh-kay.”
“Very cold.”
She nodded again. She didn’t seem as concerned as she should be.
What he was trying to tell her was that it was going to get unbearably cold.
He watched as she further adjusted her cloak and pulled up her legs underneath her.
“Ai gess wee wayt.”
Ka’Cit blinked.
Either she was ignorant of just how dire their situation was…or she was putting on a courageous front.
But…he already knew she was brave, so there had to be another explanation.
She trusted him.
As the thought crossed his mind, her gaze met his and the proof was in her eyes. He didn’t see fear.
He didn’t see panic.
She did trust him, and somehow that made him…
Terrified.
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Fuck, Ka’Cit hadn’t been kidding when he’d said it was going to get cold.
Nia breathed hot air onto her fingers and even though they were firmly within her cloak, they still felt like sticks of ice attached to her hand.
Maybe if she still had Riv’s face covering it would have helped keep at least her face warm, but she couldn’t find it anywhere.
It seemed she’d lost it in the confusion to escape.
She glanced at the alien beside her.
He was watching her intently and she was happy he hadn’t put his mask back on.
He seemed more “human” without it—more relatable.
“C-cold. Really cold.” She tried to breathe on her hands again but her breath only evaporated into a cloud before her.
“Goddamn, even my nipples are hurting.” She glanced at him, her eyes wide at the slip of her lips but his expression didn’t change. Thank God he couldn’t understand her.