"Well enjoy it while you can, we'll be in hyperspace in a couple hours and on our way to the farm which will take a few days."

It was still strange to say DAYS in terms of travel. From where they were now to their territory would have taken two weeks six years ago. Now? Less than half that time and no stops to let the hull heal.

There was occasional talk during the routine commander meetings that a run for earth should still be made to ensure the humans know who was the top predator around here. But he, along with several others, strongly disagreed. They had no need to waste time and resources on a venture that had a high risk of crippling hives in the middle of the void between galaxies. Still, it came up occasionally, like some suggesting queens should still occasionally feed on humans to ensure a long life. But so far their new diet had not had any effect on their longevity, the offspring were proof of that, aging no more quickly than before. So, again, no need to poke the sleeping dragon as it were.

He got up from the bed, stretching a bit and going over to look at what progress she'd made while he'd worked.