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"We came in a nice box, which we discarded when it was no longer needed," said Peter. "Haven't you gathered, yet, that we did not come to be interrogated by you?"
"Arrest these two," Lands ordered.
Causo looked at the admiral as if he were crazy. But the cargo officer, who had followed the admiral down the ladder, moved to obey, taking a couple of steps toward Peter and Wang-mu.
Instantly, they disappeared and reappeared up on the balcony where the three officers had come in. Of course it took a moment or two for the officers to find them. The cargo officer was merely baffled. "Sir," he said. "They were right here a second ago."
Causo, on the other hand, had already decided that something unusual was going on for which there was no appropriate military response. So he was responding according to another pattern. He crossed himself and began murmuring a prayer.
Lands, however, took a few steps backward, until he bumped into the Little Doctor. He clung to it, then suddenly pulled his hands away from it with loathing, perhaps even with pain, as if the surface of it had suddenly become scorching hot to his hands. "Oh God," he said. "I tried to do what Ender Wiggin would have done."
Wang-mu couldn't help it. She laughed aloud.
"That's odd," said Peter. "I was trying to do exactly the same thing." "Oh God," said Lands again.
"Admiral Lands," said Peter, "I have a suggestion. Instead of spending a couple of months of realtime trying to turn this ship around and launch this thing illegally again, and instead of trying to establish a useless, demoralizing quarantine around Lusitania, why don't you just head on back to one of the Hundred Worlds-- Trondheim is close-- and in the meantime, make a report to Starways Congress. I even have some ideas about what the report might say, if you want to hear them."
In answer, Lands took out a laser pistol and pointed it at Peter.
Immediately, Peter and Wang-mu disappeared from where they were and reappeared behind Lands. Peter reached out and deftly disarmed the Admiral, unfortunately breaking two of his fingers in the process. "Sorry, I'm out of practice," said Peter. "I haven't had to use my martial arts skills in-- oh, thousands of years."
Lands sank to his knees, nursing his injured hand.
"Peter," Wang-mu said, "can we stop having Jane move us around like that? It's really disorienting."
Peter winked at her. "Want to hear my ideas about your report?" Peter asked the admiral.