Morn has decided to turn off all her zone implant functions, to try to recall whatever cunning plan she's sure she's got hidden deep inside her mind. But the corresponding loss of physical and mental strength renders Morn unable to understand why data first Sib Mackern has just stepped into her cabin.
Sib tells Morn she can get out of her cabin and she hasn't much time, but it takes her many breaths before she can collect her wits enough to ask him a crucial question on his motives.
It was a stunning pleasure for me to realize Sib intends to be an ally to Morn; as a first-time reader I never saw that coming! Sib tells her where Davies has been sent and informs her Nick hasn't yet changed his priority codes. Morn turns her zone implant control back on and increases her physical strength and reflexes. She thanks Sib and promises to protect him if possible. He wishes her good luck and says not to worry about him. Morn leaves her cabin and runs down the corridor.Deliberately she brought his name back from the place where she'd mislaid it. "Sib Mackern. What're you doing here?" Pieces fit as she articulated them. "He'll kill you for this."
"I just can't stand it," he replied as if he suddenly understood her, knew what she needed, as if his fear enabled him to follow her struggle out of despair. She needed words she could recognize, words that might restore her connection to sanity.
"When he sold your son the first time," he explained, "back on Enablement--I was ready to mutiny then. If I hadn't been alone. If I weren't such a coward." Him image of himself had no room for courage. "Since I joined him, we've done things that make me sick. They gave me nightmares and made me wake up screaming. But nothing like that. Nothing like selling a human being to the Amnion.
"I've seen them, Morn," he insisted as if he were the only witness. "Those mutagens are evil. What they do is--" His whole body shivered with revulsion. No language sufficed for his abhorrence. "You were right. Any one of us could be next.
"I thought then that I couldn't stand it. I had to do something about it, even if I was alone, and he killed me for it.
"But you saved me. You saved my life, Morn." He was telling her the truth about himself: she could see that. The sweat on his face and the hunted fright in his eyes made his honesty unmistakable. "You rescued Davies yourself. "After that I was ready to do anything for you, anything at all, all you had to do was ask. But I didn't get a chance. He let you out. He acted--you both acted like you'd planned it together, like it was all just an elaborate trick, a ruse, to get away from Enablement. You confused me so badly, I didn't know whether to be grateful or appalled."
Grimly he kept his voice at a whisper. "I wanted to be grateful You gave me a reason to keep working for him. You made me think he had limits, there were some crimes he wouldn't commit. But I was afraid that this was the real trick, that acting like you planned it together was the real ruse. That he didn't have limits. And if he didn't, you must be paying a terrible price to protect yourself and Davies.
"When we came in range of that warship, I learned the truth.
"I can't stand it. That's all. I just can't stand it.
"I want to help you," he finished. "This is the only thing I can do."
It was working: as he spoke, he created links for her, spans across the vast space of her loss. More knowledge came up from the depths, new pieces of understanding. Nevertheless his presence in her cabin still refused to make sense.
"Why?" she asked again. "What good will it do me when he kills you?"
"Morn." Dismay twisted his face. "Have you forgotten? Did he hurt you so badly that you can't remember?
"He's going to give them your son. He's going to launch Davies to them in an ejection pod in"--his eyes jerked to the chronometer and back again--"twenty-one minutes."
That was it: the keystone; the piece she needed. When it slotted into place, she was restored.
For the first time her eyes came fully into focus on her rescuer.
[This chapter synopsis continues through the next three posts.]