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from public sources. No one seemed to have found their
reports to be lacking a single worthwhile detail, though,
until now.

"So the first oneтАЩs suspended?"

"No. She woke as soon as she arrived."

That seemed even stranger than their excess baggage. If
you were traveling with someone, why not delay
activation until your companion caught up? Or better yet,
package yourselves as interleaved bits?

"But sheтАЩs still in the arrival lounge?"

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"Yes."

Gisela hesitated. "ShouldnтАЩt I wait until the other oneтАЩs all
here? So I can greet them together?"

"No." The mayor seemed confident on this point. Gisela
wished interpolis protocol allowed non-sentient software
to play host; she felt woefully ill-prepared for the role
herself. But if she started consulting people, seeking
advice, and looking into AthenaтАЩs culture in depth, the
visitors would probably have toured Cartan and gone
home before she was ready for them.

She steeled herself, and jumped.




The last person whoтАЩd whimsically redesigned the arrival
lounge had made it a wooden pier surrounded by gray,
windswept ocean. The first of the two visitors was still
standing patiently at the end of the pier, which was just
as well; it was unbounded in the other direction, and
walking a few kilodelta to no avail might have been a bit
dispiriting. Her fellow traveler, still in transit, was
represented by a motionless placeholder. Both icons were
highly anatomical-realist, clothed but clearly male and
female, the unfrozen female much younger-looking.
GiselaтАЩs own icon was more stylized, and her surface,
whether "skin" or "clothing"тАУeither could gain a tactile