Command Control (Terran Reset Book 4) by Viola Grace

and looked at it with confusion. “Can I try some?” She put a tiny bit on a spoon and held it for him. He took a bite and made a face. She smiled and held a napkin to his lips. “You can spit it out. You don’t have to like everything.” He spit it out, and she gave him the roll that he liked. “Well done, Heron. Trying new things is what life is all about.” Huron’s food came, and Heron’s with it. Huron asked, “So, how is it that you came to Heron’s aid when he was outside?” “Well, I heard him crying, and it was a genuinely upset kind of crying.” Heron blinked. “You heard me?” Huron looked at her for clarity. “You heard him?” “Um. Yes. I am guessing that there is something specific about the way he cries.” Huron shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. Come over here for lunch, little man.” Heron was passed from one adult to the next, and Maya was able to eat her lunch. She only spit out one thing, and it made Heron laugh when she neatly folded the napkin down. “So, Maya, if you are working here, why did you choose this as a spot for a day off? There are far more cultural items available nearby.” She rubbed the back of her neck. “Ah. Well, I have been having an issue with the locals.” He frowned. “Have they been insulting to you?” His golden face with its thick black lines was terrifyingly protective. She cleared her throat. “No, the opposite. Everyone has been very friendly. Extremely friendly.” Huron chuckled and nodded. “Ah. Well, Relitans are a friendly people.” “So I have found