"I have a com." She said it to ease me.
        It didn't. If what she was going into was unorthodox then it could very easily disrupt the com. Unpartnered she could be overcome in numerous ways and being a service med on board ships I was all too familiar with a large number of these.
        The aide, a young woman with a closely shaved head and wearing the scarlet uniform of the construction agent, darted past us with a smile calling to Gallett as she went to her, "Lights and ventilation normal, governor, temperature within range, and it is abandoned according to full sensor sweep."
        Ince disregarded this. And with reason. She had heard that report countless times, and it changed. Situations which required riders changed. Ince removed herself from my grasp but her voice gentled knowing as she did what motivated my persistence. "I need to see this. It will be all right."
        "I don't know what justification you can have for saying that," I snapped. "You don't know anything about this situation."
        "I will discover it," she said turning and vanishing instantly into the darkness.