> >"What do you recall about her dea-- disappearance?"
>
> The Caitian shook her head, the golden mane swaying around her shoulders.
> "Not much I'm afrrraid. She went out on a mission, the kind of mission the
> Rrrihannsu goverrrnment doesn't talk to Starrrfleet admirrrals about, and
> she neverrr ame back." There was pain in her voice when she said it; the
> scenario was far too similar to her own loss to not affect her.
t'Llhweiir frowned. She was not insensitive to the emotions in Kitanya's
voice, but she misinterpreted the source. "Does Matthew believe she is
dead?"
> "I don't know. I know he wants to think that she's alive." She had to sip
> at her wine then to soothe her own turbulent thoughts. "It's not in him to
> give up hope." It wasn't in her either. She busied herself with her pipius
> claw to force herself to think about something other than what was making
> her hands shake. She wondered why she was being so emotional that day.
"I did not wish to distress you," t'Llhweiir replied. "I did not realize
how close a friendship had developed between you and Rhiana."
(response)
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