"That's for damn sure, on both counts," Uma admitted. She was feeling too mellow to argue that they were crew not friends, the way she had with Sidon. The longer she was here, the more the distinction blurred anyway. "I hope they're okay. And they don't think that I abandoned them."

Beat.

"Or that I'm dead, I guess. That would suck too." But not as much as them thinking she'd deliberately left them all behind.