replied. “You think all the Aqinas are like our family, that a family with this many women would never need any more. But our whole faction isn’t like this room. We came together to welcome you.”
Sasha spoke up. “You have two sisters and a female cousin. You’re used to female family around you, and that’s what you found here. You wouldn’t feel comfortable with anything else, so the water brought you what you most desired. But most Aqinas families suffer from too few females. Fritz has no sisters, no female cousins, and no nieces. His parents have one daughter-in-law besides me, and we are the only younger generation females in his family.”
“That’s terrible,” Frieda exclaimed. “What are you going to do about that? How can your people survive without bringing in human females from outside?”
“We can’t,” Trin replied, “but we can’t ask them to leave the Lycaon to come here. That would be....”
“What?” Frieda asked. “Would it be too much for your honor to handle? Holding back only feeds the other factions’ suspicions about you. Showing them you share their vulnerability would go a long way toward bridging the gap between you and the other factions.”
“Nothing can bridge the gap between us and the other factions,” Sasha told her. “They live on land and we live here. No faction would send those women to us, and the women would be crazy to come on their own. You know that.”
Frieda shook her head, but she couldn’t deny the truth. “There must be some way.”
Trin took her hand again. “There is. You’re here, and so is Sasha. Women will come to us. It just might take longer for us to recover.”
Frieda muttered under her breath. “There must be a way.”
Sasha looked away and started talking to someone else. Trin leaned forward. “How did your meeting go with Deek?”
Frieda’s head shot up. “It went fine. He’s very nice.”
Trin didn’t smile. She studied Frieda. “He is Fritz’s second. Did you know that?”
“His second what?” Frieda asked.
“Just his second,” Trin replied.
“I don’t understand you,” Frieda told her.
“He helps Fritz make decisions,” Trin replied. “When Fritz travels to negotiate with the other factions, Deek stands at his side. They’re really joint leaders together. If anything happens to Fritz, Deek will take over.”
Frieda narrowed her eyes. “Why are you telling me this?”
“I just thought you’d like to know,” Trin replied. “You seem to want to understand how things work here.”
“I do.” Frieda shifted in her seat. “No, I didn’t know that.”
“They work together at the convocation,” Trin went on.
“What’s the convocation?” Frieda asked.
“It’s where the Aqinas get together to monitor developments on land,” Trin replied. “We use the water to keep track of what the other factions are doing.”
“Do you mean like spying on them?” Frieda asked. “That sounds exactly like the other factions’ accusations against you.”
“We don’t spy on them,” Trin replied. “The water carries chemical signals all over the planet. The rain falls on the factions and carries their signals into the sea. These signals are available to anyone, but the Aqinas are the only ones who’ve developed the ability to read them.”
Frieda nodded. “I see. So you keep track of them and monitor what they’re doing. I suppose that gives you the ability to make your presence known to them at advantageous times.”
Trin cocked her head to one side. “You don’t like the idea of the convocation, do you?”
“It’s one thing to share thoughts and feelings and impressions and memories among yourselves,” Frieda argued. “You all expect it. You’re used to it. But using the same system to access the thoughts and feelings of unsuspecting people doesn’t sit right with me.”
“You didn’t give us permission to sense you in that stream when you fell off the balcony,” Trin pointed out.