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moment longer than necessary, “let’s go see what we need to do to fix your ship.”
    “But if the fracture is closed…” She let the words trail away. If this was just a delusion then it really didn’t matter, but if it wasn’t her brain compensating for terrible injuries then she wasn’t really sure she wanted to know.
    If she was 4.4 million years in the past, with no way to get home, did she really want that confirmed?

Chapter Three
     
    Karriak-Sektannen watched the human female work on her ship. The onboard computers and equipment seemed rather primitive, but it was obvious that she knew them intimately. Not once did she ever hesitate or need to check a schematic to know where everything was.
    “How long did it take you to build this craft?” he asked, seeing her achievements in a new light. If she was the first in her time to build such a vehicle then she was clearly very intelligent. A person didn’t need to be extraordinary to learn from textbooks and teachers, but it took someone very special to advance beyond that and design things that had never been designed before.
    “I’ve been building it most of my life—in one way or another,” she said, rubbing the back of her wrist against her cheek as she took a break and looked over at him. “I’ve always been fascinated by aeronautics and space travel. I spent years researching and designing this craft.” She gave him a sad smile. “I have no doubt it would have flown exactly as planned if Hensworth hadn’t intervened.”
    He had no idea what a Hensworth was, but it seemed like a very sore point, and he didn’t want to upset the woman any more for one day.
    “Are you hungry?” he asked, finally realizing that she’d literally been working for hours nonstop. She looked like she might say no, but then her stomach rumbled loudly and she gave him a twisted smile.
    “I think that’s a yes.”
    “Do you have any specific dietary requirements?” he asked as she climbed over the edge of the place she’d called the “cockpit” and turned to face him.
    “Not really,” she said, her forehead creasing as she frowned. “Do you share the same diet as humans?”
    “In a manner of speaking,” he said, trying to remember the last function he’d visited on Earth more than four million years into the future. The foods had been very similar to what many ate on his home planet, Kobar, but he’d been too distracted by the wishing-he-was-anywhere-else to remember specifics. “To’h should be able to synthesize something suitable.”
    “To’h? As in the computer you switched off?”
    He winced at the reminder. Hell, his dinner tonight was liable to be even more outrageous than the choc-fudge sundae with chili flakes. “I didn’t really switch it off. I just muted the sound.”
    “Will it be mad?” Amanda asked, clearly interpreting his reaction correctly.
    “Oh, yes, it will be mad as hell, but I doubt it will take it out on you.”
    She raised one eyebrow. “Meaning?”
    “Meaning I won’t be ordering the choc-fudge sundae.”
     
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    Amanda avoided the choc-fudge sundae, too, even though she could have seriously done with the chocolate hit. What she did order was simply delicious, and ironically, typically human.
    “Are you sure you’re not human?” She was seriously heading back toward the delusional assessment—although come to think of it, had she ever actually discounted it? Apparently her overactive imagination didn’t quite stretch to cover alien cuisine. “That was delicious.”
    “I’m glad you liked it,” the computer said, sounding rather smug. “I found a whole range of human cookbooks in our database, and thought you might appreciate someone putting your needs ahead of their own.”
    Karriak-Sektannen tensed up and glowered at nothing in particular, but didn’t actually comment.
    “Thank you, To’h.” She felt a little silly addressing a computer program as if it were a person, but it seemed so very