"Litty," Yue commanded without taking her eyes off David, "pack the essential components from cabinets three and seven." Her tone brooked no argument as she added, "We're relocating immediately."
Litty's expression suggested this was hardly the first time her mother's scientific enthusiasm had overridden all other considerations. With practiced resignation, she began gathering the specified equipment, handling delicate instruments with the care of someone who had repaired them after previous "incidents" all too often. Her half-elven heritage was subtly evident in her slightly pointed ears and the unusual grace with which she moved a stark reminder of the rarity of humans and elves forming relationships close enough to produce offspring.
