Vangar had just let out a breath of relief when Rory's gaze suddenly locked onto him.
"Vangar."
"Hmm?"
The body that Vangar had just relaxed instantly tensed right back up. "Rory, what is it?"
Rory walked right up to him and extended her hand. "Since you're back too—well, since you're already here—take off your optical computer and let me inspect it."
Initially, Rory hadn't really planned on checking Vangar, seeing as Nix hadn't sent him those photos. But Vangar's guilty demeanor just now had been far too obvious. Intuition told her that this guy's device definitely contained things she wasn't supposed to see.
Did this fellow secretly snap some ugly photos of her behind her back, too?
Hearing that Rory wanted to inspect his optical computer, Vangar grew so nervous his palms started sweating.
"R.. Rory, do I really need to?"
