it,â Mirny said. âLater Iâll teach you how to solicit food from the workers. Itâs a simple matter of reflex tappingâitâs not controlled by pheromones, like most of their behavior.â She brushed a long lock of clumped and dirty hair from the side of her face. âI hope the pheromonal samples I sent back were worth the cost of transportation.â
âOh, yes,â said Afriel. âThe chemistry of them was fascinating. We managed to synthesize most of the compounds. I was part of the research team myself.â He hesitated. How far did he dare trust her? She had not been told about the experiment he and his superiors had planned. As far as Mirny knew, he was a simple, peaceful researcher, like herself. The Shapersâ scientific community was suspicious of the minority involved in military work and espionage.
As an investment in the future, the Shapers had sent researchers to each of the nineteen alien races described to them by the Investors. This had cost the Shaper economy many gigawatts of precious energy and tons of rare metals and isotopes. In most cases, only two or three researchers could be sent; in seven cases, only one. For the Swarm, Galina Mirny had been chosen. She had gone peacefully, trusting in her intelligence and her good intentions to keep her alive and sane. Those who had sent her had not known whether her findings would be of any use or importance. They had only known that it was imperative that she be sent, even alone, even ill-equipped, before some other faction sent their own people and possibly discovered some technique or fact of overwhelming importance. And Dr. Mirny had indeed discovered such a situation. It had made her mission into a matter of Ring security. That was why Afriel had come.
âYou synthesized the compounds?â she said. âWhy?â
Afriel smiled disarmingly. âJust to prove to ourselves that we could do it, perhaps.â
She shook her head. âNo mind-games, Dr. Afriel, please. I came this far partly to escape from such things. Tell me the truth.â
Afriel stared at her, regretting that the goggles meant he could not meet her eyes. âVery well,â he said. âYou should know, then, that I have been ordered by the Ring Council to carry out an experiment that may endanger both our lives.â
Mirny was silent for a moment. âYouâre from Security, then?â
âMy rank is captain.â
âI knew itâ¦I knew it when those two Mechanists arrived. They were so polite, and so suspiciousâI think they would have killed me at once if they hadnât hoped to bribe or torture some secret out of me. They scared the life out of me, Captain Afrielâ¦You scare me, too.â
âWe live in a frightening world, Doctor. Itâs a matter of faction security.â
âEverythingâs a matter of faction security with your lot,â she said. âI shouldnât take you any farther, or show you anything more. This Nest, these creaturesâtheyâre not intelligent, Captain. They canât think, they canât learn. Theyâre innocent, primordially innocent. They have no knowledge of good and evil. They have no knowledge of anything. The last thing they need is to become pawns in a power struggle within some other race, light-years away.â
The tunneler had turned into an exit from the fungal chambers and was paddling slowly along in the warm darkness. A group of creatures like gray, flattened basketballs floated by from the opposite direction. One of them settled on Afrielâs sleeve, clinging with frail whiplike tentacles. Afriel brushed it gently away, and it broke loose, emitting a stream of foul reddish droplets.
âNaturally I agree with you in principle, Doctor,â Afriel said smoothly. âBut consider these Mechanists. Some of their extreme factions are already more than half machine. Do you expect humanitarian motives from them?