Åžaczuleman held onto both of his feet as he began moving them through the shaft, grabbing the various objects protruding off the wall to fling them forward. She had always liked to play in the zero gravity, even though she frequently bumped her head or jammed a finger while doing so. But it was fun. And it could be relaxing for a short time. But for some reason, it didn’t seem all that fun this time.

She was glad to have Ç¢mvüür there, though. He was the first person to be nice to her since the day before when daddy had apparently done something wrong. Like everyone on the ship, he had very similar features, but she decided he looked better than all the others.

“I always liked your father,” Ç¢mvüü...

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