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“Are you going to be able to help us?”

The question hung in the air, rich with nuance and complicated importance Not Why were you on his ship Not How do you know his about his plans to you Just, Are you going to be able to help?

“You okay?” Amos murmured

“What? I’m fine,” she replied

“Because you’re kinda fidgeting,” Amos said at the same time Naomi said, “I want immunity from prosecution”

The air seeo out of the room It wasn’t a confession, but it painted a picture that none of theht be possible To ask for iuilt, even if they didn’t knohat she was guilty of

Avasarala’s sent and friendly and, he was almost certain, deceptive “Blanket immunity?”

“For all of us”

“Who is ‘all of us’?” Avasarala said, for the words carefully as she said them “Your friends in the Free Navy?”

“The crew of the Rocinante,” Naomi said, and then stuttered Paused “And maybe one other person”

Alex shot a look at Amos Did she know about Clarissa? Was that who she meant? Aernails against the table

“Not for Earth,” Avasarala said “Dropping the rocks? No one gets immunity for that”

Alex saw it hit Tears appeared in Naoht “The crew of the Rocinante,” she said “The other one… I may ask for clemency and consideration later on If the occasion arises”

“For Inaros?”

“No,” Nao burn”