"But what is the opposite of fidelity?" asked Professor Playfair. "Betrayal. Translation means doing violence upon the original, means warping and distorting it for foreign, unintended eyes. So then where does that leave us? How can we conclude, except by acknowledging that an act of translation is then necessarily always an act of betrayal?"

We Suffer said, "Ah! Are you secretly an expert on the stellar craft of your people, Crown? That is a very useful piece to have in our box of tricks," but Crown just laughed.  "Oh, only secondhand, Commander. I had a massive crush on a boy who was really into shuttles," she said, and added wistfully, "He had a great body. A dancer. /Loved/ shuttles . . . didn't look at me twice, so I fell head over heels. Story of my life." The bodyguard said, "What happened? You eat him?" Crown said, "A boy like that? Not all at once."