This post just made my day. I'm so happy to see this story updated! By the time I got our course changed and into the sonic, I felt the nearly overwhelming presence in my mind find something close to a center and grow still, though far from peaceful. It was an odd sensation that brought to mind a picture of a hand on still water that applied just enough pressure to bow the surface inward but never actually broke the tension to get wet. That was how Jaina felt to me at the moment. Lovely description here. ?Drink your caf first, you?ll need to be awake for this.? I looked at my mug skeptically. ?Thanks, but I?m awake enough.? If you?d ever drank the Toydarian Tar that Jaina brewed for her pilots, you would pass too. At least you wouldn?t try to down it on an empty stomach. It?s brutal. Jaina sat with an indifferent shrug and looked at her mug. ?What I told you about being my slave was mean. I was angry and playing on your fears-? She looked up and met my eyes with a miserable look. Again, the interaction between the characters was excellent. Both were very much in character, as usual, and I love the little details, like "He whirled as if he wore that damn cape still and I found it hilarious". Excellent update.