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"There are larger issues," said Volemak.
"I have these three last children," said Rasa. "Oykib, Yasai, and my little precious daughter. I would hate forever anyone who took them away from me. Even you." She looked from Nafai to Luet. "Or you." And then she looked at her husband, "Or you." She stood up and left the room.
Volemak sighed and rose to his feet. "You'll see," he said. "The Oversold isn't to be flouted."
"Somewhere along in here," said Nafai, "the Over-soul has to take into account our feelings."
But Volemak didn't stay to hear him finish his sentence.
Luet put her arms around Nafai and held him. "I should have told you before," she said. "But I was afraid you'd just do whatever the Oversold told you."
"The Oversold knows me better than you do, apparently," said Nafai. "That's why he didn't tell me at all."
"Come to bed, husband," said Luet.
"I have some work to do," he said.
"So we leave a day later," she said.
"I have some work to do."
She signed, kissed him, and left.
Nafai cut himself a slice of bread, wrapped it around a slightly overripe podoroshny, and bit off chunks of it as he left the maintenance building and walked back to the starship.