"What the hell was that?" I said as they broke out in laughter.

"Just a bathing jelly." Naiah replied. "During long space flights water is precious. Stink can become overwhelming without them. They are a necessity. How do you feel?"

"Clean." I said, and it was a different sensation after the work from the jelly. "Hungry."

"Excellent!" Jarael announced. "I am a skilled chef."

She was a great cook. Breakfast was a mix of a full English breakfast with alien fruit that the House deemed safe for my consumption. I watched them break off the spiky protrusions and set the rest of the fruit aside. Apparently, the spikes were a...