Chapitre 180: Chapter 180: Penal Colony

"WELL, THAT'S A LITTLE embarrassing," laughed Zander in my mind. The awkwardness of Dr. Frankler knowing exactly how intimate we'd been must have jarred him out of his stony trance.

"She knows what we were doing!" I said.

"You think she doesn't see that twenty times a day on this campus? You don't need to be embarrassed. We are true mates. It's natural."

"I know. I'm just ... Well, I don't want her to picture us that way. It's so awkward."

I heard Zander chuckling and peeked over my fingertips to see the doctor smiling impishly, although her face was a little pink.

"It's all right, Tru," she said. "It may be unusual, but it isn't the first time this has happened. Can I ask if something similar happened to your shoulders?"

"Zander?" I said, mind-speaking again. I was growing quite dependent on this way of talking to him. I hated myself for asking permission, but I wasn't sure it was okay to reveal everything to her.

"Go ahead. She's the only one who can tell us about this."