Re: Evening at the Village
Radshir thinks for a moment. "From what I hear and read, most of my people aren't interested in contacting others, even though it makes sense that they're out there."
"Why should we?" Eleni exclaims. "You've read about what they did!"
"Ele, that was over two hundred years ago," Radshir says patiently. "Maybe my ancestor, whoever she was, has done us a great service, even though she didn't mean to do it."
Ele faces her cousin. "You're not wanting to stay out here! What will our parents think?"
Radshir shrugs. "They are probably worried sick about us. We can't do anything about that right now."
"We can go the hell home!"
Radshir sighs and shakes her head. "If you want to go home, I'm sure these folk will be as good as their word. But, Ele, think about all of this for a minute. Look around you. These people are facing the same struggles we are, and some of them have starships, real ones that can go from system to system."
"We have one, too!"
"Not really." Ele's eyes bug out, and Radshir holds up her hands. "We can't refuel without going to the authorities, and they will just take it away."
"Gee, that sounds familiar," Joxe says to Brent. "We faced the same decision when we left Egg."
"So, you know what I'm saying," Radshir says with a shrug. "We really can't show up at home with this, because they probably won't use it, and they surely don't have anything like your ship." She looks at Brent. "As much as I'd like to bring you all to my home, it's something that we'd have to handle very carefully. We may not have starships, but I've heard about some space defenses that sound dangerous."
"Missiles and lasers, I heard," Ele puts in.