The only thing I was good for was something that's already done. The statement is troubling on any number of levels. It’s the sort of thing that will one day cause the soul of a dead planet to look at Gideon Nav and think her the saddest girl in the world. For Palamedes, it hints at what he missed after he took up arms against a sea of troubles.
One flesh, one end. In an incongruously bright and airy laboratory on a long-abandoned planet, they had all discovered for certain what that actually meant. What, according to edicts written millennia before any of them were born, cavaliers were actually for.
Gideon the Ninth, what did you do?
“Don’t sell yourself short,” he says, mildness belying the way his stomach twists. “I’ve seen you fight, and we spend half our time around here trying survive the latest threat. I can think of lots of things you’re useful for.” He’s about to explain that the Captain, in fact, seems interested in pushing them all to their limits when Gideon’s face all but turns inside-out with shock. “…Doing all right there? Blink twice if you’re still breathing.”
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One flesh, one end. In an incongruously bright and airy laboratory on a long-abandoned planet, they had all discovered for certain what that actually meant. What, according to edicts written millennia before any of them were born, cavaliers were actually for.
Gideon the Ninth, what did you do?
“Don’t sell yourself short,” he says, mildness belying the way his stomach twists. “I’ve seen you fight, and we spend half our time around here trying survive the latest threat. I can think of lots of things you’re useful for.” He’s about to explain that the Captain, in fact, seems interested in pushing them all to their limits when Gideon’s face all but turns inside-out with shock. “…Doing all right there? Blink twice if you’re still breathing.”