The Ship’s Voice boomed, and Karisalay startled, but only a bit. “The Immortal’s dead, oxymoronic as that might sound. And I do wish you’d stop skulking around in the Crew’s Access. You’re giving me a headache.”
Karisalay stared upward, then smiled fondly at Taryn. “You didn’t. Surely you didn’t.”
“No, auntie, point of fact, I didn’t.”
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