Flashback ( PDFDrive )

She might be stuck in a cramped bed in a cramped room with a
wounded arm and a sedated Cognate and no access to visitors and ten
zillion other limitations that were making her want to shred her
blankets into itty-bitty pieces.
But she could do this.
“Teach me what they taught you,” she begged.
“It wasn’t anything exciting, if that’s what you’re hoping for,” Keefe
warned. “I wish it was—believe me. I pushed myself harder in their
boring lessons than I ever have at anything before. I thought if they
saw me as Captain Committed, they’d teach me something good. But
it was always the same stuff we did at Exillium, just with a few
different tips.”
“Tips are good,” Sophie promised. “Tips are better than sitting
here, staring at this until I go cross-eyed.”
She held up the knotted scrap of bandage.
“Please,” she added when it looked like he was going to argue. “I’m
so sick of being useless.”
“You’re not—”
“Yes, I am. Biana, Tam, and Dex have searched Everglen—twice.
And you guys have all started training—even Wylie and Marella.
Meanwhile I spent the morning having my mommy dress me like
some stupid doll.”
She wasn’t being fair to how hard Edaline was working to take care
of her. But . . . it was all so absurd. Sitting there with braided hair,
wearing one of the jeweled tunics that had been altered to fit around
her bandage. The sleeves were gone, leaving her arms and shoulders
bare, and the neckline had been altered to tie like a halter—which did