All three of my selves retreat into my cabin after that confrontation with Ricardo. The difference between our two civilizations seems insurmountable, how could a group mind and a society of singletons coexist when singletons not only accepted, but required such an inefficient distribution of resources? It was obscene, ludicrous. I can understand why my forebears had wanted to attempt merging into single collective consciousnesses and how frustrating their failure must have been.
I am still occupied with that line of thought when Vicki informs me that Captain Shigeto Terryn and First Mate Gudrun Korba are ready to see me now. Medic is reminded of her prior interest in Gudrun’s unusual anatomy. Representative wants to compare her role to the Captain’s. Engineer, who was most upset by what Purser Ricardo said, is advised to receive microbots now.
My nodes query their destinations and depart. I note that Medic and Representative appear