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naturalist,” Gale said to Annela.
    â€œYou’re keeping him, I take it.”
    â€œHim and the bushbaby, unless you need the thing.”
    â€œPlease, take the chattering monkey before Bettona quits her post.” Her tone was sober. “You’re making a mistake.”
    â€œIt won’t be the last.”
    â€œYou can’t know that.
    â€œNobody can,” she said, giving in to a sudden urge to wrap her arms around her cousin, to squeeze the heated, cushy mass of her and breathe in that odd spicy scent she wore, a gingery perfume that made Gale think of home. “Why don’t you pack in the politics and come with us? Forget about factions and dead Convenors and sail with Nightjar . Taste the electric molluscs?”
    â€œChange what I am?”
    â€œShould be easy enough.”
    â€œThe boy’s right—you’re terrible overt when you’re sermonizing.”
    â€œAll part of my charm,” she said, and then the galago was scampering along the rail, waving a stinking date and hopping into her arms, feather-light, its pulse a rattata under its short grey fur, and she kissed her cousin one last time and let the beast pull on her hair as she went astern to join her first mate and, together, find their way home.

 
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