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 But if the translator had glitched it wasn't obvious。 One of the Qasamans stepped a half pace forward; raising his hand in imitation of Cerenkov's gesture; and began speaking。 〃We greet you in turn;〃 Cerenkov's earphone murmured seconds later。 〃I am Moff; I wele you in the name of Mayor Kimmeron of Soltas and the people of Qasama。 Your interpreter speaks our language well。 Why does he rest aboard your craft?〃
 〃Our translator is a machine;〃 Cerenkov told him carefully; wishing he knew just how technologically advanced these people were。 Would they understand the word puter; or relegate the whole process to black magic? 〃Each word I speak is sent to it from this microphone; where it pares the word to those it knows of your language…〃
 〃I understand translation devices;〃 Moff interrupted him。 〃Other visitors here used such things; though
 we have no need of them on Qasama。 Your machine uses many of the same inflections theirs did。〃
 The hidden question was obvious; and Cerenkov had a split…second decision to make as to how to answer it。 Honesty seemed the safest approach。 〃If you speak of the Trofts of the Baliu'ckha'spmi demesne; we did indeed purchase our translator from them。 That's also how we knew you were here; though they failed to mention that we are of the same race。 How did you arrive here; so far away from other human worlds; if I may ask?〃
 Moff ran his eyes over the Dewdrop for a moment before turning back to Cerenkov。 〃A large craft; though much smaller than the one of legends;〃 he mented。 〃How many people does it usually carry?〃
 In other words; Cerenkov thought; how many are still aboard? Again; honesty would be best 。。。 honesty tempered with the fact that Justin Moreau was to be treated as nonexistent。 〃There are seven crewmen and six members of the diplomatic mission still aboard;〃 he told Moff。 〃For various reasons they will remain there。〃
 〃During which time you four intend to do what?〃
 The question caught Cerenkov off guard。 He'd expected to hold talks with the leadership and to be given a grand tour of the area…but he hadn't expected to have to make such requests out here beside the ship。 〃We'd like to visit with your people;〃 he said。 〃Share information of mutual interest; perhaps open trade negotiations。 We do share a mon heritage; after all。〃
 Moff's eyes bored into his。 〃Our heritage is one of struggle against both men and nature;〃 he said bluntly。 〃Tell me; where is this world Aventine you e from?〃
 〃It's about forty…five light…years from here;〃 Cerenkov said; resisting the urge to point dramatically toward the sky。 〃I'm not sure of the actual direction or whether our sun is even visible at this distance。〃
 〃I see。 What is your relationship with the Lords of Rajan Putra and the Agra Dynasty?〃
 Cerenkov felt his heartbeat pick up。 At last; a clue of sorts as to when the Qasamans had left the Dominion of Man。 He himself had only the vaguest idea when the Dynasties had existed…and no recollection at all of any Rajan Putra…but Nnamdi's sociologist training ought to cover at least some history as well。
 But that wouldn't tell him what the Qasamans〃 own feelings toward the Dynasties had been 。。。 and if he didn't e up with a safely neutral answer the whole expedition could be shifted into the 〃enemies〃 column without any further warning。 〃I'm afraid that question doesn't mean anything to me;〃 he told Moff。 〃We left the main group of human worlds ourselves some time ago; and at that time there wasn't any government calling itself a dynasty; at least not that I know of。〃
 A slight frown creased Moff's forehead。 〃The Agra Dynasty claimed it was eternal。〃
 Cerenkov remained silent; and after a moment Moff shrugged。 〃Perhaps a search through your records will show us what happened after we left;〃 he said。 〃So。 You wish to visit our world。 For how long?〃
 Cerenkov shrugged。 〃That's entirely up to you…we wouldn't want to impose overmuch on your hospitality。 We can also bring our own supplies if you'd like。〃 (
 Moff's eyes seemed to focus on the clear bubble around Cerenkov's head。 〃You will have trouble eating like that; won't you? Or would you want to return to your craft for every meal?〃
 〃That shouldn't be necessary;〃 Cerenkov shook his head。 〃By the time we're likely to get hungry; our analysis of your air should be plete。 I'm expecting it to show nothing dangerous; but we need to be cautious。〃
 〃Of course。〃 Moff glanced to both sides; as if waiting for a protest from one of his party。 But they
 remained silent。 〃Very well; Cerenkov; you and your panions may e with me into the city。 But you must agree to obey my mands without question; for your own safety。 Even in Sollas the many dangers of Qasama are not wholly absent。〃
 〃Very well; I agree;〃 Cerenkov said with only the slightest hesitation。 〃We're well aware of how dangerous a planet can be for visitors。〃
 〃Good。 Then my first order is for you to leave all weapons with your craft。〃
 Beside Cerenkov; York stirred slightly。 〃Yet you just said Qasama could be dangerous;〃 Cerenkov said; choosing his words carefully。 He'd half expected this; but had no intention of giving in without at least trying to talk Moff out of it。 〃If you're afraid we might use our weapons against your citizens; let me assure you…〃
 〃Our citizens have nothing to fear from your weapons;〃 Moff interrupted。 〃It's you who would be in danger。 The mojos…〃 he gestured to the bird resting on his shoulder… 〃are trained to attack when weapons are drawn or used; except for hunting or self…defense purposes。〃
 Frowning; Cerenkov studied the bird… Silver…blue in color; built rather like a pact hawk; it returned his gaze with what seemed to be preternatural alertness。 The talons clinging to the oversized epaulet were long and sharp; the feet themselves disproportionately large。 A hunting bird; if he'd ever seen one 。。。 and he'd heard enough stories of professional falconers to have plenty of respect for such creatures。 〃All right;〃 he said。 〃We'll…〃
 〃By my instructions; and one at a time;〃 Moff said; his hand curving up to stroke his mojo's throat again。 〃You first; Cerenkov。 Rest your hand on your weapon; say 〃clear/ and then draw it 。。。 slowly。〃
 Cerenkov's laser was holstered across his belt; only its grip visible beneath his loose jacket。 Reaching for it; he thumbed off the holster's safety strap。 〃Clear;〃 he said; waiting for the translation before drawing it free。
 The mojos〃 reaction was immediate。 Practically in unison all six birds gave a single; harsh caw and snapped their wings out into flight position。 Two of the birds even left their owners〃 shoulders; tracing a tight circle half a meter above Cerenkov's head before settling back onto their perches。 Beside him; York spat something and dropped to a crouch; Cerenkov himself bit down hard on his tongue in an effort to remain absolutely motionless。
 And as quickly as it had begun; the flurry of activity was over。 The mojos; wings still poised at the ready; became living statues on the Qasamans〃 shoulders。 Moving with infinite care; Cerenkov walked back to the Dewdrop's hatchway and laid his laser in the airlock。 As if on cue; the mojos relaxed again; and Cerenkov returned to the line。 〃Marck?〃 he said; striving to keep his voice steady。 〃Your turn。〃
 〃Right。〃 Rynstadt cleared his throat。 〃Clear。〃
 The mojos reacted a bit more calmly this time around; and their responses eased even further for York and Joshua。 Clearly; they'd picked up rather quickly on the fact that hostilities were not being initiated。 Just as clearly; they weren't taking chances; either。
 〃Thank you;〃 Moff said when all four lasers were in the airlock。 He raised both hands over his head; and Cerenkov's peripheral vision caught movement at the edge of the colorful city。 A large vehicle was approaching; an open car type of thing with two Qasamans in it。 Both figures had bulging left shoulders; Cerenkov didn't have to see any more clearly to know the lumps would turn out to be mojos。 〃Mayor Kimmeron is waiting to meet you/〃 Moff continued。 〃We'll be taken to his chambers now。〃
 〃Thank you;〃 Cerenkov managed。 〃We're looking forward to meeting him。
 He took a deep breath and tried not to stare at the mojos。
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