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Indeed, everyone else talks to him more than I do. Including Riya, who daily complains that we are wasting her time and money. From the moment we arrived, she wanted us to go into the Room and do nothing else. Fortunately, Karl is in charge of this part of the mission, and Karl must talk to her, reminding her that caution is our byword, and even if we donтАЩt recover her father on this trip, the information we gather might make it possible to recover him on the next. One night, she came to me to complain. I waved her off. тАЬYou gave me as much time as I needed,тАЭ I reminded her. тАЬYes,тАЭ she said. тАЬI gave you that, not him.тАЭ тАЬAnd I placed him in charge while weтАЩre at the station. I trust him.тАЭ She glared at me. тАЬI hope that trust isnтАЩt misplaced.тАЭ So far, it doesnтАЩt seem misplaced. I approve of the way heтАЩs handling the teamтАФdividing assignments based on experience and on interest. It soon becomes clear who likes going through debris-crowded destroyed station. He has also kept track of the pilotsтАФwho handles the skip best in tight quarters and who is the most observant. And he hasnтАЩt lost track of the Room. Once a week, he and I have gone around its exterior. The first time, we mapped it. The second time, we mapped again to see if it had expanded. The third, we just observed. The station hasnтАЩt grown while weтАЩve been here. And weтАЩve seen nothing untoward about the Room, although on that first dive I was surprised to learn that the Room is encased on all sides. For some reason, I thought part of it was open to space. IтАЩm assuming thatтАЩs because I saw the lights and they seemed to lead somewhere. And also, IтАЩm sure I thought the Room had unlimited space because it has taken so many bodies. When you peer through the main window, you can see none of those bodies. In fact, you canтАЩt even see the lights. It looks dark and empty, like the still-intact habitats. Only when you shine a light inside, it disappears into the darkness. It |
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