It had wrecked enough of his life, and now it was looking like it would wreck his career too. If he couldn’t get Ambassador Ilin a’dlen Jhex where he needed to be on schedule, the repercussions would be far reaching. He took the ladder from the engineering level to the passengers’ quarters rather than the lift, wanting to work off some of his anger before breaking the bad news to a’dlen Jhex. Thus far the Nler’sh’eh had taken the transport issues well, but a person never could tell with aliens. Archer had heard tales of woe about Klerpians who, upon losing their temper at a perceived slight, went on to eat a vessel’s entire store of printable food weeks before the next scheduled planetary landing. As their species could enter torpor, the problem was solely a human one. Archer had never heard anything about Nler’sh’eh that indicated that level of rage, and a’dlen Jhex himself had been understanding and cooperative throughout.
