By the end of the day (ship's time, for Eighty-eight had a period of eight hours and thirteen minutes), work was well under way. Chief-Van Kleeck is calling you. We are met as usual, she announced, to discuss our welfare and that of our sisters and brothers. I know my limitations.
What would I do next? I went skipping down the slope, not going anywhere in particular, the way the runt would have done. But you can't refuse to work with a man just because he holds different political views. Now, really, he protested, while it is true that I have had to command ships in the course of my duties, it has never suited me. We went through a door, walked maybe fifty yards, and crowded into a compartment.
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