“Well, cheer up,” Sarah said, nudging her gently with her side. She didn’t dare try more—between this pony knowing Othar’s director and her clearly being a native alien, she couldn’t be sure of what their standards would be on physical contact. Apparently what she’d done was safe, because Flurry didn’t react much. “We’re going to the worst part of the whole base! Whatever you’re hiding from, I’m sure those losers won’t find you down here. It’s all power drills and mining bots.”