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April 27 - April 30, 2019
“The andat aren’t criminals. Before they’re bound, they have no thought, no will, no form. They’re only ideas. How can an idea enter into a contract?” “How can one refuse?” Maati countered. “There are names, my boy, for men who take silence as consent.”
By standing still, she had come almost loose from the world, and she found the solitude suited her.
“What contract?” “House Wilsin is acting as agent for the sad trade.” “Sad trade?” “Using us to pluck a child out of a womb,” Seedless said. “It’s safer than teas, and it can be done nearer to the end of the woman’s term.
Another challenging aspect. Making abortion central to this plot arc is likely to make some readers gripe.
“We’re born to odd lives, Otah-kvo,” Maati said, sounding suddenly older and more sorrowful. “If we waited for people we trusted, I think we might never love anyone.”
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“It lets others see the mistakes he made,” Maati said. “If it showed them the mistakes they were making, it would be useful,” Seedless said. “Some errors you can only see once you’ve committed them.”
You should ask him how the corrected binding would have changed things. Is it possible to be bound, and yet not feel like a slave? To welcome the binding?
“What?” Heshai-kvo said, his voice fearful and small. “What happened?”
The kiss she gave him was brief and meant to be sisterly. If he caught his breath at it, she imagined he was only a little surprised and embarrassed. She smiled, and he did as well.
His gaze was considering and amused. “Yes?” “You’re afraid of me, aren’t you.” Amat smiled and affected boredom. “Yes,” she said. “But consider what happened to the last man who frightened me.” His expression soured.
This, and the next few lines: once, decades ago, scifi/fantasy was simplistic and superficial. Only "literature" delved deep into personality and psychology — but that hasn't been the case for a long time.
If his feelings for her were complex, it was only because she was beautiful and his friend and Otah-kvo’s lover. There was no harm in it, because nothing could come from it.
“No, he won’t. He can’t.” “I think he can,” the andat replied. “It’s a full three weeks just to Yalakeht. Even if he took a fast boat up the river, he’d only just be arriving now.” “You’re sure of that?” “Of course I am.” “Then I suppose I must be mistaken,”

