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man who was grateful to his sister, Master Librin had smoothed his hair, tidied his clothing and cleaned his face.
    Mistress Librin walked up to her brother and took his hands. “It is good to see you free. Come, we have much to discuss, brother.”
    “I will follow where you lead, sister.”
    Master Rimka inclined his head. “Come with me, soon-to-be brother. We will get you rested and ready for your recovery.”
    The politicians and legal representatives looked fondly at them. Mistress Librin guessed that it was nice to see a family back together.
    When they were in the vehicle and on their way to the shuttle by the most circuitous route possible, Master Librin blurted out. “I don’t know how you did that, but thank you.”
    Mistress Librin looked at him. “Please be calm. We will be on the way home shortly. You can lose control then.”
    He nodded and swallowed, pulling himself back in. Emotional control was not his strong suit, but it was odd. His file said that he was completely stable.
    They made it to the shuttle, docked and locked in. They waited until the magic hour and Illuma got them in the air.
    She ripped into the nearest cloudbank and from there left the atmosphere as fast as she could.
    No shots were fired, nothing was mentioned, and Officer Jerigar was still wrapped in the protective coating that she had given him.
    As the shuttle streaked through the stars to the nearest jump point, she verified the navigation and sat back. “Oh thank the stars.”
    She pulled her rings off and collected them in a fold of her sleeve. Illuma got out of her seat, and she headed to the back. “Who is in the mood for a nice, tasty rationed meal?”
    Jerigar raised his hand. “I will take three. I believe I have a hypothesis as to why I lost control.”
    “I would love to hear it.” Olwick’s voice was back to normal.
    Illuma kept out of it and set to storing her jewellery while she heated a stack of ration meals.
    Her hands felt so much lighter she could barely stand it.
    She got back to the galley in a few minutes, and the meals were ready. Olwick had prepared tea.
    Olwick chuckled. “You are so less shiny now.”
    She rolled her head from side to side, “But I weigh about five pounds less. It is a good feeling.”
    They sat and ate their rations. Jerigar nearly bit through his eating prongs to get to the food.
    “The plant compounds that they use in their food kicked my adrenal response into high gear. My heart was beating like a drum from the third day. By the fourth, my control was cracking.”
    Olwick nodded. “Plant proteins are known for screwing with adrenal processes. Up or down, if you are not used to it, it can mess with you.”
    His casual speech patterns were at odds with his appearance.
    “Do either of you wish me to alter your appearances? I can set your features back to normal if you like.”
    Both of them nodded frantically. “Yes.”
    As they worked through their meals, she changed them all back. Their organs were still Kremall, but she reformed their bodies back to normal. She offered it to them, but the truth was that she wanted out of the yellow skin. She wanted her silvery blue back. It wouldn’t be fair to change herself and leave them.
    “Now don’t get any ideas. Your internal workings are still that of the Kremall. I will need to reset your bodies when we get back to the station.”
    Jerigar moved over to a shining surface that he could see his features, in and he sighed. “Thank the stars.”
    She snorted but then realised, as she had many times over the last few years, her appearance was a matter of will, their faces were genetics. They were very attached to the way they looked.
    Olwick looked at her. “Is everything where it is supposed to be?”
    She gave his features a careful once-over. A few minor tweaks and he was nearly perfect. “There. You are back to looking disgustingly symmetrical and very rugged at the same time.”
    He grinned.
    Jerigar was still examining his