I looked behind me. Out from nowhere, the weapon projects itself. Oh... that is new.

"Hey, stop gawking. What you never seen a new hair cut before? Hey Saiora nerr Horret."

"Jiva!" Jiva, my Travat. My commanding officer. Oh shit. If he's here.

"Relax. I figured that comms went down because of maintenance. Others didn't think so. So I came to help."

Uh, yeah. This is awkward. Jiva is not only my officer. He knows about my crush on him before I left for here. And now...