Ishi bit back a shiver as the Other fondled her body.  "Stop that.  Stop that right now."  That was the problem.  She couldn't say it was unpleasant.  Yes, the Other was right, she wasn't down on the surface working away for weeks on end with no break.  And fifty years was not so long - assuming that that was even true.  There was one thing, though, that Ishi did hope to ask the Other.  And maybe, maybe if she was lucky, it would be the last thing that she would say to it.  "You talked about doing good.  Good for<em>who</em>, though?"