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of life with her became impossible. He couldn't touch it, couldn't heal it, couldn't even grieve at what he had only just discovered that he wanted and once again couldn't have.
"Aren't you the suffering saint," said Jane in his ear.
"Shut up and go away," Miro subvocalized.
"That doesn't sound like a man who wants to be my lover," said Jane.
"I don't want to be your anything," said Miro. "You don't even trust me enough to tell me what you're up to in our searching of worlds."
"You didn't tell me what you were up to when you went to see the Hive Queen either."
"You knew what I was doing," said Miro.
"No I didn't," said Jane. "I'm very smart-- much smarter then you or Ender, and don't you forget it for an instant-- but I still can't outguess you meat-creatures with your much-vaunted 'intuitive leaps.' I like how you make a virtue out of your desperate ignorance. You always act irrationally because you don't have enough information for rational action. But I do resent your saying I'm irrational. I never am. Never."
"Right, I'm sure," said Miro silently. "You're right about everything. You always are. Go away."
"I'm gone."
"No you're not," said Miro. "Not till you tell me what Val's and my voyages have actually been about. The Hive Queen said that colonizable worlds were an afterthought."
"Nonsense," said Jane. "We needed more than one world if we were going to be sure to save the two nonhuman species. Redundancy."
"But you send us out again and again."
"Interesting, isn't it?" said Jane.
"She said you were dealing with a worse danger than the Lusitania Fleet." "How she does go on."
"Tell me," said Miro.
"If I tell you," said Jane, "you might not go."
"Do you think I'm such a coward?"