The class was particularly still, Helva noted, which was almost as interesting as the lesson itself. They rarely had actual lectures, there being more efficient ways of imparting knowledge to shell-people.
The speaker was tall and bronzed, her voice pleasant, but it was the details which were making Helva wheel herself closer.
"So, a Brawn is affected by the mental state of their Ship. It is not just their partner, but their house. If their Ship is unwell, then so are they."
Helva felt cold, though her temperature was perfectly adjusted. Not me, She thought. That will never be me.
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