Page 193 of Seer Prophet

My mind found things to hold on to in that understanding.

Like the fact that we now stood next to an espresso maker someone installed while we were docked in Canada, supposedly for me and Jon. It was meant to be a joke of sorts, but yeah, Jon and I both used it, just about every day.

A lot of the other seers used it, too.

My mind restructured around that, finding my location in the map of the ship I carried around in my light. Officer’s areas. Not far from the CIC. We were in the smaller cafeteria, the one used by the infiltrators, mainly the senior ones, and those who actually ran things here. So Adhipan. Tarsi. Wreg. Me and Revik––

I flinched, closing my eyes.

Wreg gripped me tighter in his hand.

“Princess.” He pulled me closer, so that his mouth was by my ear. “I’ll call Yumi,” he murmured to me. “Is that all right? Can I call her?”

I tried to think about that.

But I couldn’t imagine talking to anyone right then.

I really just wanted to sleep.

I thought about asking Jon and Wreg if I could crash in their room, then remembered they’d only just come out of their honeymoon with one another. They were newlyweds. They didn’t want me crashing in their bed. They didn’t want anyone crashing in their bed.

“Allie, it’s okay,” Jon said. “It’s fine.”

He was holding my other arm now.

Worry leaked into his voice.

“You can sleep in our room,” Jon added, looking at Wreg. “It’s fine. Isn’t it? We’re both totally good with that, Allie.”

“Of course, princess.” Wreg stroked my hair back from my face. “You can stay with us. For as long as you want. It is no trouble at all.”

I shook my head, trying to extricate myself from both of them.

I could feel their light around me, suffocating me now.

They wanted to help, I could feel that they wanted to help, but I felt the rest of it, too, the wanting to put me somewhere, to manage me, to call Revik and Yumi and whoever else. I could feel them calling Balidor in the background, talking to Yumi, to Chandre, to Tarsi.

I felt Kali in that somewhere, and winced again, grimacing.

“No.” My voice came out forceful, loud to my own ears. “No.” I shook my head. “Please. Just leave me alone. I need to go up to the deck.”

“Allie.” Jon sounded at a loss. “You can’t go up there. You’ll freeze.”

She can’t sleep right now, either,Wreg murmured to him.It’s not a good idea, brother. Balidor says she could go into the stasis, and we can’t afford that right now. If she goes somewhere where we can’t find her and falls asleep––

I understand,Jon broke in.We can try and keep her here, at least until someone comes.Jon frowned at me, hazel eyes shining in the green organic lights.Where the hell is Balidor? Is he bringing that seer with him? Kali? Or the other one?

I don’t know. They’re coming, though. Him, Tarsi, and Yumi, at least.

I shook my head, shutting my eyes against the voices swirling around me.

Jon caught hold of me with both hands.

He gripped me, harder when I closed my eyes. When I refused to open them, he shook me a little, making my stomach lurch, my head go loose on my neck.

“Allie!” he said, sharp. “Allie! You need to stay here. Don’t go to sleep, okay? Wreg says you can’t go unconscious right now. It’s not good for you. Okay?”

I hadn’t realized I’d been trying to leave until he stopped me. I fought to get free of him, to get free of both of them, but Jon only tightened his hold.

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