Take your mattresses back to the barracks, and go to bed there. The waiting captain offered a handshake;the T'swa didn't seem to salute except ceremonially. I do not understand you, he answered, and repeated it three times. Usually he was toobusy, too preoccupied, to have joma, or to remember to drink it when hehad it.
For several minutesthere was no firing, and Romlar wondered if the T'swa had, in fact, brokenoff. The other, by a small desk, was akneeling chair, like those used at desks. Romlar didn't even glance at Toma. The bachelors' quarters were on the other side, a single-storyframe dormitory, painted cream with white trim, and had a lawn of its own.
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