I was relieved that Delaney was human. I'd been expecting to have another alien for a boss, but if Delaney was overseeing this whole Outer situation, maybe things wouldn't be so bad.
All things considered, she looked quite healthy. Her face had a glow to it, although perhaps that was just sweat from working so hard. Her curly brown hair was pulled into a low, loose braid draped across one shoulder, with a few pieces framing her face. She looked to be in her late thirties.
"What kind of work will we be doing?" asked Keldin. "Where will we be staying?" His voice was nearly trembling with forced patience, I could tell.
Delaney's lips quirked up into an almost teasing sort of smile. "Follow me. I'll show you."
Delaney nodded her head, inviting us to follow her to a small metal shed. It was rusty and decrepit, not giving me much hope for whatever was inside. Delaney wrenched open the door and pulled out two gas masks. They looked well-worn.
"Here," she said, tossing them to us. "These should fit you just fine. The straps are adjustable."
"What about our housing?" I cut in, holding up my bag. "Our things?"
Delaney nodded. "Yes, of course. We're getting there." As she walked ahead of us, she looked over her shoulder at me and asked where I was from in the States.
"New York. The suburbs of NYC."
"Nice. I'm from North Dakota myself. Never made it to NYC unfortunately."
We walked through the forest, the colorful trees swaying around us. The smell was different than anything I had ever smelled before. It wasn't earthy, per se, but not unpleasant. It was a strange warm scent like the last remnants of a fire, mixed with a faint floral note.
I could feel Keldin's eyes on me, and when I looked at him, he mouthed, "You okay?"
I nodded and put a smile on my face. The gas mask had made me anxious, obviously, but I was just grateful Keldin was here with me.
"Here we are," said Delaney in a sing-song tone.
We had reached a clearing where several shed-like structures formed a semi-circle among the trees. Beyond them, I could see more rows of sheds, and I wondered how many people (and aliens) lived here. The sheds themselves didn't seem so bad, although they were small and seemed old. They were wooden with slanted roofs, covered partially in what looked like orange moss. They reminded me of something I might see at a campground back on Earth.
"Will we be sharing one of these?" I asked cautiously, motioning between me and Keldin.
Delaney nodded. "Yup. They're not much, but they'll do. I figured I'd give you an hour or so to get situated, and then I'll show you where you'll work."
My heart dropped to my stomach. Keldin's hand reached out and squeezed my shoulder. I looked over at him to see him give me one subtle, reassuring nod.
Delaney took us over to a shed in the second row, opened the door, and stretched out her arm so we could enter. I was shocked by the quality of the space once inside. The place was much larger than it appeared from the outside, with a bed nearly twice the size of the one back in Keldin's cell.
A small kitchenette offered a two-burner stove and a fridge, with several cabinets over top of a tiny sink. There was a table and two chairs pushed up against a round, dirty window, and I actually found the place almost... charming.
I dropped my bag on the floor and went over to a wardrobe that was next to the bed. It was empty inside with a few shelves that contained extra blankets and pillows and what looked like work clothes.
"Will you fit?" I asked Keldin, motioning at the bed.
Delaney smiled and cut in. "These beds are specially sized. You'll fit." Her eyes wandered across Keldin's tall frame. "And the bathroom," she said, "is a shared space outside. Let me show you."
I was a bit nervous about the bathroom situation. I pictured me having to use a disgusting outhouse for the rest of my life, but the facilities were actually quite nice. The building was more modern than the cabins themselves, with two separate male and female areas. The shower stalls were large and clean, and my anxiety about having to go outside to use the facilities quickly faded. It was only a few steps away from the cabin.
"I assume you haven't eaten breakfast?" asked Delaney, as we returned to the cabin. Keldin and I both shook our heads, and she gave an exasperated sigh. "I expected as much. Of course they wouldn't feed you first. Let me go get some food for you. Then we'll finish the tour."
She left the cabin, and Keldin and I sat down at the small kitchen table. The morning light came through the window and nearly glinted off his orange horns. His eyes found mine.
"It's not so bad?" he ventured, both a question and a statement.
I smiled. "I'm actually impressed. I thought we'd be living in much worse conditions. But we still don't know the work situation, so maybe we should wait and see before we get too excited."
Keldin nodded. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to talk with him. I felt emotionally exhausted from everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. My mind was still reeling from the sex we had had, at odds with the nerves in my stomach about my new job assignment. It was all so complicated.
Delaney returned with a bit of fruit and bread. We scarfed it down while she stood next to us.
"So what have you heard about what we do here at the Outer?"
Keldin wiped the back of his hand across his lips. "Hard labor. I imagine we'll be doing hard labor."
"Digging fungus? Hauling rocks?" I said. "Honestly, I have no idea."
Delaney made an amused huffing sound. "Yeah, something like that. Your work suits are in the bottom of that wardrobe. Why don't you two take a few minutes to finish up? I'll come back for you."
When she left, Keldin and I just looked at each other. He slid his hand across the table, taking mine in his. But he wasn't looking at me anymore. He was looking out the window.
"What is it?"
"Something feels weird here."
"In what way?"
Keldin shook his head and pushed back his chair, getting to his feet. "I can't explain it."
I knew what he meant. There was something Delaney wasn't telling us.
I walked over to the wardrobe to get our work clothes. I had to laugh as Keldin pulled his jumpsuit on. He looked like a mechanic with horns, and it was actually very cute.
He scowled at me. "Lily."
"Keldin." I forced a very serious expression onto my face, still stifling a laugh.