Hrom shook her head. "There are a lot of Earthers living on Darius IV. They must have a dentist. There's a ship every morning."
"Fine," Miss Featherpenny gasped.
"Can I get you something for the pain? Would an aspirtran help?"
"I'd better have two. Thanks."
"Here. Take the bottle with you." Hrom was frowning worriedly. "My, I'm glad we don't have teeth."
"I'll have to tell Andy—Mr. Stephens—that I'm leaving."
Inspiration dawned on Hrom's face. "I've hardly been out of the house since the baby was born. I'll leave him with my husband's mother and go with you."
"I'd be glad of the company," Miss Featherpenny admitted.
"Good. I'll find out what time the ship leaves, and tell Mother Klagom about the treat she's got coming. You go tell Mr. Stephens and then come back here for the night."
Miss Featherpenny heard them shouting before she opened the council chamber door.