It had only been a day, but in that time, Evaran had fixed almost all the service robots. Jake watched as U4 pushed the same hover table that was used on the cleaning robot. The only other human females he had seen were slaves, and communication was forbidden. Interaction with Crustican and Seceltor females did not do much for Jake. Although Seceltor were humanoids, they were not human, at least not proportionally. Their heads were larger, with plates on the side that merged at the top into a ridge, and their bodies were more muscular. On top of that, they seemed to have a smell that repulsed him. He had a hard time keeping his eyes off U4. With one motion, Evaran pointed at U4 and then to the medium-sized cargo ship. “A decent ship.” U4 walked over to it and began scanning. Jake pointed at the hilt-like object he had seen earlier on Evaran’s belt. “You got some decent stuff too. What’s that?”
