Chapter Ten
The day after Amelagar was injured, Agrippa hovered over the regeneration tube. It was hard seeing him like this, but she could not stay away. There was a bond between them she’d felt the first day she saw him on this ship. Did he feel it?
There had been so much blood and so little left of Amelagar. Tears burned in her eyes. She would use every bit of knowledge she had to help him. She couldn’t bear the thought of him having to lie there, regenerating for decades.
The door opened and the general dragged his female, Aurora into the infirmary and over to the regeneration unit. The last time they came in here, the general had been protective of Aurora. Now he was furious with the female.
Agrippa quickly went to her bed and tried to be invisible. That was clone anger that cyborg showed and she wanted no part of it. Guilt consumed her. She should help the female. If the cyborg tried to hurt her, she would try to save her. Though how she was supposed to stop a cyborg she had no idea.
She couldn’t hear everything they said to each other, but she did not like the aggression in the General’s voice. She had the impression that he blamed Aurora for Amelagar’s injuries.
The general drew Aurora away and they left. From the way they walked apart from each other, she didn’t think that they had resolved anything.
The moment was gone she ran to Amelagar. She refused to think of him as half a skull and a spine. He was Amelagar. Her strong stubborn cyborg that wanted her to give him a soul. If there was a way to give him ryhov, she would find it. She’d already started doing research.