““Instead of making a threat, she met Orion’s eyes squarely, then lifted her right hand, palm toward him. Her four fingers split down the middle in a V, and she spoke. “We come in peace,” she said without a quaver to her voice—was she not afraid of him? “Uhm, live long and prosper.” Orion wrinkled his brow at the last sentence, wondering if the translation chip embedded in his ear canal had interpreted that correctly.””
