“How many men have we got now, Wray?” Lilith asked. “Five,” he said. “None in the guest house, though. Tino can have it all to himself if he wants.” “Five men.” Tino shook his head. “No wonder you haven’t built anything.” “We build ourselves,” Wray said. “We’re building a new way of life here. You don’t know anything about us. Why don’t you ask questions instead of shooting off your mouth!” “What is there to ask? Except for your garden—which barely looks like a garden—you don’t grow anything. Except for your shacks, you haven’t built anything! And as for building yourselves, the Oankali are
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