"No, we have not," Marcin said.
Harbin nodded. "As Master System said. We will have to take you back to Sol and reconfigure your systems and connect you."
Kolvin nodded and glanced at Marcin.
"We have a situation," Marcin said.
Harbin raised his eyebrow.
"We have been mistaken for some Intergalactic Dating Agency clients."
"Did they find you mates?" Harbin asked.
Kolvin and Marcin nodded.
Solkan crossed his arms.
"Bring them," Harbin said. "We are setting up refugee camps on Sol-1 because of the war as part of the agreement with the Terran Empire."
"They are not refugees."
"But they are your partners. Bring them. They will meet the other females."
"Other females?" Marcin said.
"We have a lot to discuss," Harbin said. "Much has happened while you were away. We shall get you new protocols and get you taken care of. I speak for Master System when I say that you, and your partners, are welcomed to Sol."
The words were the best thing he could have heard.
It felt too perfect.
