forged on. “It was some kind of object lesson. A, a tutorial. You can’t torture the nonsentient or something, and … and I heard you, Susan. It wasn’t news to you, it wasn’t news to anyone except me, and…” And you hid it from me. You all did. You and your whole Gang and Amanda, too. You’ve been hashing this out for days and you went out of your way to cover it up. How did I miss it? How did I miss it?
