Yair felt the need to leave the room. Indeed. He felt the need to tell the woman that they only had the Last Man in their possession due to his actions and that she should be grateful. But it was deeper than that.

There was a new alien feeling nestled deep within him that was new. A feeling that made him feel twitchy, restless, and… hot.

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Angry. This is anger. Yair acknowledged, and was so afraid to acknowledge that such a volatile emotion that he forced himself back into feeling good instead. He did this by thinking of the sand-Hilargi he had made earlier, and the companionship that he had with both the Last Man and the mutant woman.

He relaxed and continued chopping vegetables. He decided that the best way to be friendly with Rebecca was to stay silent and follow her orders.