Is he saving her from the bat-things, or handing her over?
I can't look at this cover without imagining him going, "Wheeeeeeeee!"
I'm thinking this is one of those stories of my life I'd rather not remember.
Zelde sees no reason to cover up in the harsh vacuum of space.
Oil-seal is too slippery for even semi-transparent beings to ride.
Alright, I'll be the hero. But only if the robot agrees to put on some underwear.
The cover art is giving me some weird ideas of what this book is about, and the title isn't helping either.