fingers as she spoke. It was far more comforting than it should have been, but she forced herself to ignore how surreal the situation was. “My ship sent me down to look for an old galleon—a ship from the Spanish Armada—called the Isadora. It probably has a ton of gold on it, or some rare spices, or—“
“An ancient artifact?”
Allie looked at Viseer, who was standing and staring at her now, his brown eyes narrowed but his expression far more open. “Yeah…or an ancient artifact.”
Araimeer looked stunned, but Viseer smiled at her genuinely for the first time since they’d met. It made his hawkish face striking, and his gaze was almost hungry. Where did that come from? “Well, what do you know? Maybe we’re not so different after all.”
Allie’s heart started to race. “What do you mean?”
“We’re down here looking for an artifact, too,” Araimeer said. “And we can’t leave until we get it.”
“What is it?”
Araimeer sighed. “It’s a chunk of a rare element that is, essentially, concentrated electricity.”
Allie blinked and then shook her head in disbelief. “That doesn’t sound possible.”
Viseer scoffed. “You’re talking to two alien travelers at the bottom of the ocean who rescued you from a murderous mutant jellyfish, and you’re having trouble believing electricity can be concentrated into something tangible?”
Allie blushed, and Araimeer laughed in surprise at Viseer’s bluntness. “I guess you’re right, but why would you even need that?”
“Our job is to jump around the galaxy and retrieve artifacts our people lent to one lifeform or another. Our artifacts are sought after because of their nature, though we can use them far better than humans. We’re actually partially electric,” Araimeer told her. He picked up a slim silver tool that looked like a wand and tapped it against the unfinished teleporter; a golden spark shot from the tip of the instrument to the blocky engine of the machine, and it emitted a short buzz that set Allie’s teeth on edge. “That’s only a little example of what we can do with any conductive material. But with the lightening stone, we’re far more powerful.”
“It’s like an enhancement,” Viseer supplied, and he looked so annoyed she almost laughed; Allie guessed he didn’t like sharing information with humans. “We’re at our weakest right now, which is why we appear so human. With the stone, we’re less humanoid and we can manipulate any form of electricity in any condition.”
Allie gaped at him. “Any amount of electricity?
Viseer looked thoughtful. “I think humans had a figure called Zeus who could throw lightning bolts, right? It’s like that.”
“ What?” Allie squeaked, her heart in her throat. What would happen if they got out into open water?
Araimeer saw her panic and poked Viseer’s shoulder to silence him. “It’s not what you’re thinking! We can control it completely. It’s not all that scary. We’re not monsters or anything. We’re more like…”
“Gods,” Allie finished for him, and her voice was a whisper. Viseer and Araimeer exchanged a long look; Finally, Viseer closed his eyes and sighed, while Araimeer bit his lip and slid deep into thought. Suddenly, Allie had the feeling that this wasn’t the first time a human had come to this conclusion. Maybe that was why Viseer was so eager to keep her in the dark. Allie thought about Collin, and how quick he’d been to slip back into a subordinate role when he thought she was upset with him. What would it be like to have every person you met treat you that way? If she felt lonely on the ship sometimes, how must two aliens travelling the galaxies feel?
Her heart swelled with compassion at the same moment her sense of unreality finally settled in. Allie decided that there was one thing to do: move forward. They needed the artifact, and she would help them get it; they’d figure out the rest later. She remembered what Viseer said