He'd not known, was all that Aximili could think about: even after he had seen Shara's brief battle with the former Captain Samilin, even after he'd seen the way her armor had so completely resisted the barrage of Shredder fire that the attack ship Ascalin had attempted to use to destroy the pair of them. It was unsettling, and moreso, there was the fact that he didn't know how the rest of his people would react to the knowledge of just how powerful the Radam were.
Even without the impromptu demonstration that Shara and Slade had just given right before their eyes, the crew of the Ascalin and Force Commander Galuit's support-staff had found out at least some of what Slade and Shara were capable of. And so, even as he found himself keeping watch for anything else that might try to attack them, Aximili found himself worrying about what might happen when he and the others made it back to their own time. He also wondered about the slight distortion he'd noticed in the sense that kept him aware of local time, as though something had changed about the rotational speed of the Earth itself.
He'd compensated for the issue, of course, but he still wondered if he should mention it to Prince Jake, or if the Animorphs' leader had enough on his mind with the issues of the dangerous animals – these dinosaurs – surrounding them. Even with Slade and Shara to defend them, Aximili still found himself uneasy.
~MM2~
Sitting down with Shara and Slade, Rachel bit into her own scrap of tyrannosaur meat. "This could really use some salt."
(I've always heard that hunger is the greatest spice,) Shara said, but Rachel could tell that the other girl was joking.
Hers were at least less annoying than Marco's.
As Cassie and Ax finished harvesting the last of the meat they were going to be able to carry with them, cutting the last pair of sandals out of the tougher skin on the lower part of the T-Rex's leg, Rachel leaned back to look at the sky again. The comet she'd seen before was full and bright in the sky, making even the full moon in the sky look dull and pale by comparison.
"I've never seen a comet live and in person like this before," she said, turning to look over at Shara again.
(I've seen more than a few of them in pictures,) Shara said, still eating just as fast as Slade; Rachel couldn't help wondering about the melancholy the other girl seemed to be feeling. (Pretty much everyone in our family had at least some kind of an interest in astronomy, so I guess you might call this fate.)
There was enough bitter amusement in her silent voice that Rachel wouldn't have felt right asking about anything, even if Shara had seemed to be in a mood to talk. Still, there was at least something she could do for the other girl. Reaching out to wrap her right arm around Shara's shoulders, Rachel smiled gently as the pair of them leaned together for a moment, before sitting back up so they could finish eating.