“I’m sorry I didn’t think to check in with you,” I said, returning to the original subject. “It’s just that I assumed you were okay there at the office, and was in a hurry to see if the crew was okay.”
“Oh, I know. It’s just that . . .” Suddenly she was hugging me again . . . gentler, this time.
“Don’t be mad at me, Skeeve,” she said softly from the depths of my chest. “I just get so worried about you sometimes.”
I was surprised to realize she was trembling. I mean, it just wasn’t that cold here in my room. Especially not huddled together the way we were, “I’m not mad at you, Bunny,” I said. “And there was nothing to worry about . . . really. Everything went fine on Perv.”
“I heard that you nearly got killed in a fight,” she countered, tightening her grip slightly. “And wasn’t there some kind of trouble with the cops?” That annoyed me a little. The only way she could have found out about the trouble I ran into on Perv would be from Tananda . . . except I hadn’t told Tananda anything about it before she headed back to the Bazaar to relieve Bunny. That meant that either Aahz or Pookie was telling people about my escapades . . . and, to say the least, I wasn’t wild about that.
“Where did you hear that?” I said casually.
“It’s all over the Bazaar,” Bunny explained, burrowing further into my chest. “Tananda said you were fine, but I had to see for myself after everything I heard.”
Com’on, Bunny,” I said soothingly, mentally apologizing to Aahz and Pookie. “You know how everything gets exaggerated at the Bazaar. You can see I’m fine.”