Chloe's New Power

"I can smell their cores!" Chloe pleaded, her small body shaking with raw energy. "The fourth one's still kicking, and the fifth one's charging its belly! Let me go out there and tear them apart!"

Leo's eyes stayed on the tactical display. 

His left hand stayed buried in its cradle, countering every drag of the harpoon line with tiny ventral bursts, and when he answered, his voice cracked across the bridge like an icy blade.

"No. You don't jump into open space without a tether, Chloe… You don't dive into the dark like a rogue missile… Sit your ass down."

Chloe's mouth snapped shut.

Her crimson eyes went wide, and for a moment she simply stood there with her fists clenched and her breath hitching in a small frustrated whimper then she sat, because it was him, and because the last time she'd stopped listening to him she'd woken up in a medbay with a crew afraid of her.