Voker wenton. Absolutely, colonel. [I'm going to leave and go to sleep now,] shethought to him, and he felt her disengage. Presumably she knows at least some of what he knows.
Then, without command, the entire drill stopped, and each T'swi went tohis belt and drank from one of his two canteens, synchronization suddenlyreplaced by individuality. Other squads, the T'swa told him. It's a matter of-Planetary?Confederation?-Planetary security at least. The president had had to insist, when Romlar had wantedintelligence officers attached to the raiding parties, and Belser had left themeeting in a huff.
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