Not much really stirred in Vette's bubble, even as a shadow fell over her cell. She was aware she was being watched. Sized up, maybe? She didn't know. She didn't dare look up. Just wrapped her arms around her knees and curled in on herself that little bit more.

There wasn't a jail cell in the galaxy that she could escape from, right?

But this wasn't her galaxy. And she couldn't escape from a cell she couldn't even touch.

Her sphere continued along. But Vette had all but given up.