“Correct.”
“How long is she going to be in the tank?”
“It was colder than I estimated.She has minor frostbite on her fingers, ears, and nose.The repairs are estimated at twelve hours to equalize her temperature and repair the tissue.”
“Why the tank?”
“She needed wet repair and complete warming.”
“Good choice, then.”Birun got dressed in a long, dark blue skirt and boots.The rest of his white hide and wings were as pigment-less as the snow outside.
He walked over to the tank and looked at her as she moved with the current in the tank that kept the oxygen in it.“Hello, Trin.”
Chapter Two
Birun checked her scanresults and smiled.She was a match.He didn’t particularly crave a consort, but he wasn’t foolish enough to dispose of one.
She was small but up to species averages.
He had watched the entry into the tank and saw the way she braced while she purged her lungs.She had wanted to get to the healing portion of the program and knew what to do with the mask.That was impressive.Normally, the bots had to put the cycler over the mouth and nose to get the subject stable.She had done it herself.
Her files made for interesting reading, and when the call went through, he looked up and saw the gold features looking at him.“Hello, brother.”
“Overlord Birun, what has woken you?”
“A peculiar ship had to take refuge here, and it has your fingerprints all over it.”
Nebel looked at him with his eyes full of stars.“Where is the pilot?”
“The passenger is in a tank.She got some cold exposure, but she is alive and in pretty good shape.”
A voice behind Nebel said, “Is she okay?”
Nebel reached out and pulled his consort onto his lap.“She’s fine.Well, she’s in a tank, but she is recovering from cold exposure.Birun, this is my consort and breeding partner, Lily.She is the same species as...Trin.”
The consort was the same gilded colour as Nebel with the piercings that his people favoured.She looked like a small, wingless Hmrain.
