“Miss Twyla . . . ,”Simon tried again. “No.” The word was said quietly and courteously—and made it clear that there would be no arguing and no discussing. Miss Twyla gave Simon a long look. “You think I don’t understand what happened here, and why? Trying takes courage. How many of you got it right the first time?” Most of the terra indigene who tried the form never managed to shift all the way, so they couldn’t pass for human. But they also didn’t try to sit at a table with humans and eat. “Anyone who has a problem with this is welcome to fix a plate and eat elsewhere,” Miss Twyla said. “And
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