Tress sighed, realizing once again that growing up was hard enough, but growing up on a starship with so many rules and regulations and precautions just made everything more complicated. And being the daughter of two members of the command crew just made things worse for her. Both her parents had apologized to her several times in the last year or two, about how everyone expected so much more from Tress because of who her parents were.
And
in situations like this, when she knew something that she probably shouldn't
have, people assumed her parents told her.
This
time, though, they weren't really right, and they weren't really wrong.
Only
a few seconds had passed after Sh'hari asked her question, and the other girls
laughed. Tress wrinkled up her nose again and jammed her fists into her hips to
mimic the security crewwoman.
"Aunt M'kar taught me, when we were playing seek-and-destroy last dec." She barely stopped herself from sticking her tongue out.
M'kar had also had a talk with her about how expressions and gestures and various parts of body language were perfectly innocent for a girl her age, but in some galaxies and among some cultures, they could be taken very badly. She advised Tress to watch how the captain and other members of the command crew acted around officials and diplomats and strangers who came on the ship. She needed to start learning now to behave like she was going into a tricky diplomatic situation, dealing with people who were just itching for an excuse to start a war.
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