After asking a few more details of their meeting, Keta-ki probably should have dropped the conversation right then and there. Instead, he had to push things. It wasn't his goal to upset her, but he had dealt with badbloods. They were manipulative and oomans were easily deceived. He knew Uri in a different way than she did. He had read the reports on his behaviour and had witnessed his crimes.

"His actions sound illogical." As she glared at him, he continued, "Yautjas hunt oomans. Why would he heal wounds that were not life-threatening?"

"He didn't kill people." She snapped.

"He did. His kills were catalogued before he turned rogue and he had two ooman skulls."

"I don't believe you." She pouted.

"Secondly, why would he ask for water? Earth is mostly water and we have technology what condenses and purifies water."

She didn't answer, only crossed her arms.

"Yautjas are very sexually driven, so if he really liked you, he wouldn't have waited years to sleep with you."

"That is just bullshit!"

"Why didn't he take you along with him when he traveled? What is the purpose of sustaining a long-distance relationship? What were his plans for a yautja child born on earth? And if he loved you, why did he lead me right to you? He had to have noticed that you were with child."

"He didn't lead you to me! That is a lie!"

"His handprints were all over your roof. He stopped by earth just to lead me to you, to stall me maybe, and left. He did not protect you from me whatsoever."

"Get out! Just get out!" Zuri shoved at his shoulders.

He'd given her enough to consider. Keta-ki stood, grabbed the cup and plate, and left her alone, as he knew it must be hard for her. Keta-ki poured himself a drink. It wasn't exactly alcohol, but was still a loosen-u-up drink that was legal in their clan. Of course, he only got one sip before she came waltzing out of the bedroom.

A soon as she got near him, she began to scold him, "Uck, I can smell that nasty stuff on your breath. You can't be drinking around me. Pour it out."

"Its not bad for your health if I'm the one drinking it. Let me be."

"Pour it out. I'm not about to witness a drunken yautja."

His nerves were shattering, but he was used to obeying dominant females. Keta-ki poured out the drink. Then, since the vitamin drink didn't work, to help her be less nauseous, he gave her condensed cracker-cookies. She nibbled away at them like a rabbit, without pause. He poured himself a glass of water instead.

"Uri had to be framed. Will he gave a trial, or do you just go around slaughtering so-called criminals?"

"We hold many trials. There was such a copious amount of evidence against him though, that he was not given one."

"Can you make them hold a trial?"

"I could."

"Will you?"

He turned to look at her. There was a bar counter between them, but it was too tall for an ooman. It came up to her neck and she tried to rest her hands up on the counter but that just resulted in her looking like a ridiculous little midget. He admired her eyes, one which was green, and the other part green and part blue. It was a beautiful oddity.

After a second of hesitation, he said, "I will find out who went after him, and ask them to bring the badblood in alive. When they catch him, I can let you see him too. But Zuri, don't get your hopes up that he will be acquitted."

"You're wrong about him." She said stubbornly.

"I wish that I was, Zuri."

She sighed, and began nibbling on her crackers again. Keta-ki made a few calls, ensuring that Uri would be caught alive. After that, when he proceeded to try and get some work done, she began flicking food at him. A cracker went flying over his shoulder, then another skidded on the floor between his feet. She had terrible aim.

Keta-ki huffed, but otherwise ignored her. A cracker bounced off the wall in front of him. He clenched and unclenched his fists as he tried to focus on the hologram rising from his wrist controls. Next, a cracker hit the back of his neck. He shot her a warning glance then walked into the next room.

Zuri followed him, leaning her arms on the furniture to steady her shot. Then, she flicked one of the crackers and hit him on the side of the head. Keta-ki growled and slowly turned to face her. He splayed out his mandibles to convey that he was in no mood to play. She had a huge grin on her face as she flicked yet another cracker at him, which smacked into his forehead.

"I'm bored."

"I can tell." He drawled.

Keta-ki couldn't help but pace the room. She was bored, and it seemed that she wanted him to entertain her. He wasn't getting any work done. She was going to drive him crazy if he didn't come up with something. Finally, he got an idea.

He went into the bedroom and clicked the buttons on the wall to bring up a huge hologram screen. All masks were equipped with a recording device that never turned off. The feeds were accessible to wrist controls, ships, houses. Recordings could be audited by arbitrators, but also watched by the general public as well. It was helpful with staying up to date on news, learning fight moves, and getting to know clan members.

For Zuri though, he hoped it could be a source of entertainment. Like TV back on Earth, she could change the channels and watch epic hunts, old wars, documentaries, or even just yautja day-to-day life. She might find anything from rituals, sex, executions, shopping, foreign planets, animals, and anything else. He left the hologram on a random recording, then went to go get her. She was lying on the floor, trying to stack the crackers into a house.

"Come here." He didn't wait for her to respond, but merely picked her up and carried her off.

Keta-ki gently set her down on the bed, then gave her a rundown on how to switch the recordings. She seemed excited to have something to watch. However, she needed to get comfy first, then bug him for a drink. After that, Keta-ki picked up her crackers from the floor and tried to concentrate on work. It was only a minute later that she started yelling for him again.

This time, she asked for something impossible. "I need chili pepper dark chocolate."

He knew very well that pregnant oomans had cravings, but, "I don't think there is any chocolate anywhere on this entire planet."

She groaned. With that, Keta-ki left and shut the bedroom door. Though he was not out in the field chasing after any badbloods, he still had serious paperwork to do, reports to fill out, and other busy work. He was glad to finally have the peace and quiet he was used to...However, after a few minutes he sort of almost missed her.

When his daily work was accomplished, Keta-ki went in to check on her, only to find that she was asleep. He lingered in the doorway for a moment, then walked up to the bed. It was almost impossible, but she looked even more beautiful when she was asleep. Keta-ki grabbed his bio mask and examined her growing belly. Though the baby seemed healthy, with a strong heart, he knew that she would need to go see a professional sooner or later for an examination.

For now though, he would let her sleep. Keta-ki turned down the volume of the hologram, but instead of turning it off, he searched for recordings of Uri. He had to admit that the badblood was different from others. Though he still wore the bio mask, Uri had jailbroken it in a way that it would not record his actions anymore. Keta-ki was stuck with watching old recordings of the badblood, third party sightings, and camera spottings.

Keta-ki watched the surveillance recordings from the day of the political assassination even though he'd already watched them before. Uri may not have been a crazy murderer, but he was still a tactful assassin. He got on the yautja home planet, into the building, past security, and then back out completely undetected. He was a calm, intelligent criminal. His first crimes had been had been stealing goods and framing innocent citizens for it, but Keta-ki had no way of knowing whether Uri had been fond of the ooman or using her.