Swish, swish goes her tail.
"...I'm talking to Trouble," she says nervously, "can we have a minute...?"
Aspret goes back to twisting Trouble's hands together in his lap. She continues watching Bella's tail.
She huddles down a little smaller, and closes Trouble's eyes.
This does not happen.
Eventually, she opens her borrowed eyes.
"Trouble says," she relates quietly, "that probably the best way to make sure no one suspects you is for him to either keep me, or pretend to, for a few more days. My next feeding is tomorrow. If I go at an unpopular hour, no one will bother me. And if he stays away from all of you for a while before he disappears, or at least makes sure not to leave evidence that you're in contact, then when they start looking for us, they won't start with you. But I don't think they'll look very hard. I was assigned to this apparently worthless host as a punishment." (She glances up at Bella, then looks away.)
<The pretending idea - there's no risk he'll be asked questions intended for you or required to physically produce you outside of the pool area? They consider you that inconsequential?>
She nods. "In my previous host I was assigned to an important project, but I wasn't a critical member of the team. And I have no duties now."
Bella is inclined to make a face, but the morph covers it up pretty well. <And he thinks he can unobtrusively store you, or get to a place where you're unobtrusively stored, before you need to feed.>
"Yes," says Aspret. "Or... or I could just - stay. But we're not sure if you'd be okay with that. And," she looks down at Trouble's hands clasped in his lap, "I don't want - I mean - I'm afraid of other Yeerks, now. I want to be around them as little as possible."
<Hmmm,> says Bella to the general audience, and, privately only to Trouble-and-Aspret (she's not sure if it's even possible to target only one of them, right now) <Tuck his hair behind his ear if the idea is that you don't want to get anywhere near his stepfather but he's willing to go back for final helpings if it diffuses suspicion when he vanishes.>
Aspret ducks Trouble's head and pushes his hair back on both sides, rendering it at least temporarily captive behind his ears.
<If Reggie puts him in the hospital again there's no selling the 'you ran away in him' story,> she points out privately.
<Although I suppose they don't seem to intend to starve you and it would be harder to transport him if he were hospitalized. I don't like the idea of betting on it.>
"Where would you unobtrusively store a Yeerk?" Andi asks. "I mean, the basement's super temporary, and Trouble should probably not be breaking into our house at night to get her. We have, like, Neighborhood Watch."
"I could just stay," Aspret murmurs. "I can - withdraw, and let my host control her own body and experience her own sensations. It... might be more comfortable than spending several days in a bowl."