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Ortega
looked
nervously
around
her
.
Conversation
at
some
of
the
nearer
tables
had
skittered
and
jarred
to
a
halt
.
I
gave
the
spectators
a
wide
smile
.
"
Do
you
mind
if
we
talk
about
something
else
?
"
Ortega
asked
uncomfortably
.
"
Sure
.
Tell
me
about
Ryker
.
"
The
discomfort
vanished
into
an
icy
stillness
.
Ortega
put
her
hands
flat
on
the
table
in
front
of
her
and
looked
at
them
.
"
No
,
I
don
’
t
think
so
,
"
she
said
eventually
.
"
Fair
enough
.
"
I
watched
cloud
formations
shimmer
in
the
haze
of
the
power
screen
for
a
while
,
and
avoided
looking
down
at
the
sea
below
me
.
"
But
I
think
you
want
to
,
really
.
"
"
How
very
male
of
you
.
"
The
food
arrived
and
we
ate
in
silence
broken
only
by
the
traditional
slurping
.
Despite
the
Hendrix
’
s
perfectly
balanced
autochef
breakfast
,
I
discovered
I
was
ravenous
.
The
food
had
triggered
a
hunger
in
me
deeper
than
the
needs
of
my
stomach
.
I
was
draining
the
dregs
of
my
bowl
before
Ortega
had
got
halfway
through
hers
.
"
Food
OK
?
"
she
asked
ironically
as
I
sat
back
.
