For disclaimer, see Chapter One
Chapter Two: Curiosity
Rommie seemed satisfied with whatever Dylan had told her, and wasn't inclined to share--not too surprising, since Dylan had asked her to wait for privacy to ask him anything and to not put anything in ship's records, he would certainly have asked her not to pass on the information.
On the surface, Dylan's confession hadn't changed anything; everyone was still doing the same work, playing the same roles.
Something subtle had changed in the atmosphere of the ship, however. Perhaps it was simply knowing that Dylan was perfectly capable of lying, and lying well, when he needed to. Dylan had always seemed too noble to lie well; that he could meant he was much more likely to be a survivor. Beka and Harper both preferred to work with survivor-types, and of course, so did Tyr.
Harper noticed something different in the way Trance treated Dylan too; she seemed somehow more confident in him, and he noticed them talking from time to time. Dylan seemed a bit more relaxed himself, which was definitely a good thing.
However, for his own part, Harper was extremely curious, and extremely frustrated because there didn't seem to be anything he could do about satisfying his curiosity. He couldn't ask Dylan since the matter was obviously a still a sore spot--how could it not be?--and even Harper didn't expect to run a successful data search on the deaths of a woman and children over three centuries ago, particularly since Tarn Vedra wasn't accessible. Rommie wasn't going to tell him anything, Beka and Tyr were as much in the dark as he was, and there was no point in asking Trance. He could tell himself that the matter was none of his business, but everyone knew that he was nosy. He just couldn't think of any way to stick his nose in.
It wasn't as though he didn't have plenty to keep him busy . . . Andromeda was a big ship for one man to keep up, even Harper. Well, he'd leave it alone for the time being; eventually he'd think of something, some way to find out more.
Tbc
A/N: Thanks to my two reviewers so far. See, I said the other show was pretty obvious! There will be more, assuming the muses cooperate . . . the third part has already given me a few flutters.
Chapter Two: Curiosity
Rommie seemed satisfied with whatever Dylan had told her, and wasn't inclined to share--not too surprising, since Dylan had asked her to wait for privacy to ask him anything and to not put anything in ship's records, he would certainly have asked her not to pass on the information.
On the surface, Dylan's confession hadn't changed anything; everyone was still doing the same work, playing the same roles.
Something subtle had changed in the atmosphere of the ship, however. Perhaps it was simply knowing that Dylan was perfectly capable of lying, and lying well, when he needed to. Dylan had always seemed too noble to lie well; that he could meant he was much more likely to be a survivor. Beka and Harper both preferred to work with survivor-types, and of course, so did Tyr.
Harper noticed something different in the way Trance treated Dylan too; she seemed somehow more confident in him, and he noticed them talking from time to time. Dylan seemed a bit more relaxed himself, which was definitely a good thing.
However, for his own part, Harper was extremely curious, and extremely frustrated because there didn't seem to be anything he could do about satisfying his curiosity. He couldn't ask Dylan since the matter was obviously a still a sore spot--how could it not be?--and even Harper didn't expect to run a successful data search on the deaths of a woman and children over three centuries ago, particularly since Tarn Vedra wasn't accessible. Rommie wasn't going to tell him anything, Beka and Tyr were as much in the dark as he was, and there was no point in asking Trance. He could tell himself that the matter was none of his business, but everyone knew that he was nosy. He just couldn't think of any way to stick his nose in.
It wasn't as though he didn't have plenty to keep him busy . . . Andromeda was a big ship for one man to keep up, even Harper. Well, he'd leave it alone for the time being; eventually he'd think of something, some way to find out more.
Tbc
A/N: Thanks to my two reviewers so far. See, I said the other show was pretty obvious! There will be more, assuming the muses cooperate . . . the third part has already given me a few flutters.