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toilet and
having to call him to come in and help get her unstuck. Why not? She had done
everything else in the world that was backward with this man. “If I don’t come out in five, come check on me?” She was shaking
as she stood there, but she stood, so that was a huge improvement from the previous day. “I’m going
to have to do so much work to get my butt back into shape.”
    He
frowned and looked her up and down. “ Your butt, as you call it, appears to be perfectly fine. Go, the sooner you are done
the sooner we can start our talk and I can answer your questions.”
    After
she did her business, she looked at what she assumed was a sink and held her
hands there. “Okay, Petr, I think I need help,” she called out. Jesus, she was being reminded just
how out of her time she was. The door slid open to reveal him standing there.
“How do I wash my hands?” she wanted to know.
    “Sink
on, one minute,” he said. The water came on in a thin stream. “Sorry, Samantha.
You have me forgetting too easily you are not from this time,” he told her while she washed her hands. Petr
lifted a thin towel from the hook near his shoulder to hold it out to her.
    “I
keep forgetting, myself,” she admitted, drying her hands. “I feel like I’ve
known you all my life, as if I’ve been here all my life. So strange.”
    He lifted a hand to brush his
fingers over her cheek. “Not really. It will make more sense to you soon,
Samantha. Come, the food will be here soon. And your crewmate has been found
and detained. He ’ s
in one of the cells, with two security officers on duty in the room and three
in the hall.”
    “Thank
goodness.” She let out a relieved breath. “He’s completely crazy. Please don’t
let him out. I can’t prove it, but I thought that he had killed one of our crew before we were forced into cryo -sleep. I had ordered the man that had stayed out of cryo to wake me before him because I needed to go over the
tapes to prove myself either wrong or right, but yeah.”
    “The
crew is working to retrieve all data from your craft. It’s slow going because
our systems are not compatible. They are taking their time to make sure they
don’t destroy anything inadvertently. Hopefully, you will soon have the answers to those questions from the flight.” A soft
chime sounded. “That will be our food.” Cupping her cheek, he left his hand
there a moment before letting it fall away when he moved through the bedroom
into the outer sitting room. Sam heard the door slide open, a soft exchange of words. Then the door slid
shut again.
    She
walked out to the outer rooms where Petr was waiting and took a seat. “Whatever
that is, it smells so good.” Her stomach rumbled with hunger, but she knew she would have to
go slow or risk making herself sick.
    He
set a glass before her. “The doctor recommended you drink one of these before
every meal. It will help to fill some of the space up while not overwhelming your
system. It will also help you digest our foods until you become accustomed to
them. Nothing in them should harm you, but I have a kit on standby in case you
have a rare reaction. Our scans and testing is extremely thorough, but even we can miss something small.”
    “Thank you.” She accepted the
glass and took a drink. It was sweet but not overpoweringly so. She took
another sip and licked her lips. “This is very good. If the food is this good I
see myself getting bigger than a house.”
    Petr
was wearing the frown again. Sam was beginning to realize it was his confused
face. “These are a variety of fruits from some of the worlds we recently
stopped at to visit,” he told her, pointing out items on the large platter
before her. “Some different vegetables. This is a dough based item with a tart
filling we commonly have for our first meal of the day, and these are dried bread. We dip them into these
containers of pastes and sweet sauces.”
    She looked at the bounty before
her, then looked at him.