[That, at least, caught her off guard. Vigilant, still tense, she sways slightly, catches herself, and takes a steadying breath. One step at a time.]
What do you mean, take?
[She gives a quick glance backwards — then stares back at Zam, expression colored equally by rage and confusion. Things are quickly making less and less sense, and the panic is joined with something akin to despair. Grasping at straws, she tries one last attempt to quantify things in her own terms:]
no subject
[That, at least, caught her off guard. Vigilant, still tense, she sways slightly, catches herself, and takes a steadying breath. One step at a time.]
What do you mean, take?
[She gives a quick glance backwards — then stares back at Zam, expression colored equally by rage and confusion. Things are quickly making less and less sense, and the panic is joined with something akin to despair. Grasping at straws, she tries one last attempt to quantify things in her own terms:]
Are we still in the Milky Way galaxy?