The General sighed. “If anything,” He quietly stated, “It means that the Sub-Lieutennant’s hack-job programming was a success…” He put a hand to his head. “Doesn’t feel like it though.”
He groaned before rolling onto his side. His physical status report data told him that he was fine and normal, save for a mild fever. But in truth he felt like he’d been runover by a truck. He closed his eyes and grinned when Noemi touched him. It felt good. Soothing. Very pleasant.
“You can’t die just yet…”