"She knows it, if she thinks about it, but she feels guilt. She thinks every time there is a rough stretch like this with Prescott, with you and Prescott, Vettra thinks she should never have asked you."
"But it was my choice. She did not steal from me. She asked and I agreed. I wanted it too."
Gallett nodded.
"Why should she then feel guilty? I knew of her heritage. I knew that she held Qargan in her. How could I not? I brought her out."
"She thinks you might have felt a consequent duty."
I made a sharp gesture denying it, denying even any reason for it.
"And she thinks that she, a med, should have researched more carefully the possible results of possible combinations. There is little enough, as you probably know, on Qargan mixes but what there is deals exclusively with 1/2 mixes like Vettra herself. A full Qargan mixes with us. But Prescott is a mix of a mix. Vettra thinks she should have done a further check. She castigates herself for her headlong, heedless decision. She wanted it. She wanted your child and thought she could handle the consequences. She has. But she did not foresee these consequences to you. That's the seat of her upheaval and her anger at you. She's angry at herself."
