#tarkav

Nirub’et: Is--is she going to be okay?

Tarkav: Who cares? She will die soon enough on Alpha Ceti VI. Good work, Nirub’et.

Nirub’et: She--she will die? The Ambassador said--

Tarkav: The only thing that matters is that she learns. An what did you learn, chud?

Nova: Fu-fuck you.

I don’t resist at first. There’s no point.

Tarkav: (in an unintelligible language) Only a couple of more after this, then we return home.

Nirub’et: (in an unintelligible language) I am glad, Tarkav, but I hope our contact does not cease.

Tarkav: (in an unintelligible language) My wish is the same, Nirub’et.

I don’t need to know whatever language they’re speaking to know that they’re flirting.

Nova: Put me down!

Tarkav: Shut up, or I will order Nirub’et to shoot you again.

Tarkav: Shoot her! Shoot her!

Tarkav: Follow me.

Syne  & Nirub’et: (speaking in an unintelliglbe language) Alex Tan should be here soon. Make sure someone welcomes him.

Yes, Ambassador.

Tarkav: What did you say about the Ambassador’s mother?

Syne: It is obviously a simple linguistic mistake, Tarkav, the result of an unsophisticated mother tongue.

Nova: Excuse me? Where did you say I was again?

Syne: Come with me, Nova Bee. We have much to discuss.