There was a small console; hetapped certain keys on it, gazed at the monitor, then tapped some more. That would add distance, and time they didn't have. A blade had slitthe back beside the center seam for about eight inches. Another, with a bloody lip, held her arms with hisknees and hands.
Varlikmoved back to his own place as the troopers fastened buckles, hiscamera recording T'swa faces, powerful forms, then he too buckled down. For all of us: the regiment, the worlds asshe knew them. It took a moment to find his unwitting connection, aman who never imagined that someone like Tso-Ban existed, or the planetTyss. The four T'swa were gazing intentlyat a forward angle, as if they knew where to look, but Varlik could seenothing significant there.
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