"There's only one nation that could afford to do that, and it's the one nation that could never keep it secret."
"So it's not possible," said Rackham.
"Yet you're promising me a kind of ship that couldn't exist."
"You go through acceleration in a compensatory gravity field, so there's no additional strain on your heart. That lets us accelerate in a week instead of two years."
"And if the gravity fails?"
"Then you're torn to dust in an instant. But it doesn't fail. We've tested it."
"So messengers can go from world to world without losing more than a couple of weeks of their lives."
"Of their own lives," said Rackham. "But when we send someone out on such a voyage, thirty or fifty lightyears, everyone they ever knew is dead long before they come back. Volunteers are few."
Everyone they ever knew. If he got on this starship, he'd leave Petra behind and never see her again.
Was he heartless enough for that?
Not heartless at all. He could still feel the pain of losing Sister Carlotta, the woman who saved him from the streets of Rotterdam and watched over for him for years, until Achilles finally murdered her.
"Can I take Petra with me?"
"Would she go?"
"Not without our children," said Bean.
"Then I suggest you keep searching," said Rackham. "Because even though the new technology buys you a bit more time, it's not forever. Your body imposes a deadline that we can't put off."
"And you'll let me bring Petra, if we find our children."
"If she'll go," said Rackham.
"She will," said Bean. "We have no roots in this world, except our children."
"Already they're children in your imagination," said Rackham.
Bean only smiled. He knew how Catholic i
t made him sound, but that's how it felt to him and Petra both.
"We ask only one thing," said Rackham.
Bean laughed. "I knew it."
"As long as you're waiting around anyway, searching for your children," said Rackham. "We'd like you to help Peter unite the world under the office of the Hegemon."
Bean was so astonished he stopped laughing. "So the fleet intends to meddle in earthside affairs."
"We aren't meddling at all," said Rackham. "You are."
"Peter doesn't listen to me. If he did, he would have let me kill Achilles back in China when we first had the chance. Peter decided to 'rescue' him instead."
"Maybe he's learned from his mistake."
"He thinks he learned from it," said Bean, "but Peter is Peter. It wasn't a mistake, it's who he is. He can't listen to anyone else if he thinks he has a better plan. And he always thinks he has a better plan."
"Nevertheless."