The green eyes stared into Gwen’s, “How? Why? Mom was so worried!” She flung her arms around her brother. “We thought you were dead.”
He returned her embrace then stepped back giving her a huge smile. “Nope, I am very much alive.”
“I can see that? How?”
He turned his head looking out at the dining people, the fight that began quickly ended. Gwen noticed with his movement, that he had an enlarged earlobe with a metal washer moved, Gwen stared at it, “You have become a clan leader?”
“The story of my capture, and how I became the clan leader, of our people here, is a long story.”
A rumbled sounded, “Galtor, I’m hungry.”
He smiled again turning his attention back to his sister, “Then come eat, you must tell me how you got on this rotten planet.”
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