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later, the result would have been the same, but it would have been in the facility.”
    “Seriously? I wasn’t the cause?”
    He rocked his head a little. “You were and you weren’t. Their interest was growing and you are under my charge. I had to stop two of them from escalating into interest in you and the others would be distracted.”
    “It certainly was distracting.” She grinned.
    He smiled. “Good. I was worried you would be frightened.”
    “Nope, just a little surprised. You have a very good tailor.”
    It took him a moment before he laughed and he grinned at her. “Have a good evening, Miss Senior. Welcome to the mother ship.”
    She slipped into her quarters and closed the door as the officer took Derion back down the hall. It had certainly been an interesting evening, but she needed a shower and then she needed some sleep.
    The probe was on its way and it would start broadcasting as soon as it got close to the target area that Vida had found. Ianka hated waiting, but perhaps she could find someone to show her how to fly a ship. How long could that take?
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    The next morning, she ran the request for flight instruction past Ziggy, and an hour later Derion was at her door smiling slightly.
    “I am here to give you instruction in the pilot’s seat.”
    She blinked. “Just like that?”
    “Sure. I was pronounced clean by medical so there is no danger that I will go into mate madness. Would you like to get a morning meal?”
    She wrinkled her nose. “Please. I wasn’t able to work out the dispenser. It baffled me.”
    He chuckled. “Come with me.”
    She followed him, wearing another of the stylish bodysuits and the long robe over it. She felt more centred today. It was strange but she felt at home.
    The walk to the restaurant was quick and the servers were attentive as she picked a few items that Vida had recommended on the first day and entered them into the ordering unit.
    When their server returned, he set her selections down in front of her as well as a large pot of tea.
    Derion poured her cup of tea before his own and sat back to enjoy his own meal.
    “So, your check in medical was fine?”
    He inclined his head. “I was found to be within my rights as your assigned escort. Things can escalate quickly here, so my actions were deemed appropriate.”
    She smiled and nodded. “Good.” She sipped at the tea and got on with her breakfast.
    “Were you worried?”
    “Well, your father has assigned you to me during the mission, so I was concerned that you would be detained.” She used the eating utensils with growing confidence to increase the speed of her consumption.
    He chuckled. “I am sure they would have found you another partner and pilot for the event.”
    “I have a hard time dealing with strangers, and spending a few days in a shuttle with someone I haven’t met is a tricky prospect.”
    “You seemed fine when we met.”
    “I was told you were arriving, I have met your parent, so your scent is familiar, and by the time I finished my workout, I was used to you.”
    He paused and raised a brow. “You identify folk by scent?”
    She wrinkled her nose. “Yes. The air got acrid when those other guys entered the hall yesterday and grew worse when they started eyeing me.”
    Amazement covered Derion’s features. “You have surprised me yet again. Strength and enhanced senses. Congratulations.”
    “Thank you again for the observation.” She finished her meal and sipped at her tea. “Why did you agree to act as my escort on the ship?”
    He chuckled. “The Fury have a strict hierarchy. We are a military unit. We may fight amongst ourselves during off times, but we are deadly serious about following orders from our commanders.”
    “Ah. Right. So, do you have much family aside from your father?”
    He smiled and his blood-red features softened. “My mother and younger brother are still at home on Neecrad.”
    Ianka sympathised. “Is it hard to be away from