He realized then that he was in danger. Resisters were Humans who had decided to live without the Oankali?and thus without children. Akin had heard that they sometimes stole construct children, the most Human- looking construct children they could find. But that was stupid because they had no idea what the child might be like after metamorphosis. Oankali never let them keep the children anyway.

?Do you speak English?? Lilith called, and Akin, straining to look over her shoulder, saw the man lower his bow and arrow.

?English is the only Human language spoken here,? Lilith said. It comforted Akin that she neither sounded nor smelled frightened. His own fear diminished.

?I heard you talking to someone,? the man said in slightly accented English.

?Hold tight,? Lilith whispered.

Akin grasped the material of the cloth sack in which she carried him. He held on with hands and legs, wishing he were stronger.

?My village isn?t far from here,? she said to the man. ?You?ll be welcome there. Food. Shelter. It?s going to rain soon.?

?Who were you talking to!? the man demanded, coming nearer.

?My son.? She gestured toward Akin.

?What? The baby??

?Yes.?

The man came closer, peering at Akin. Akin peered back over Lilith?s shoulder, curiosity overwhelming the last of his fear. The man was shirtless, black-haired, clean-shaven, and stocky. His hair was long and hung down his back. He had cut it off in a straight line across his forehead. Something about him reminded Akin of the picture he had seen of Joseph. This man?s eyes were narrow like Joseph?s, but his skin was almost as brown as Lilith?s.

?The kid looks good,? he said. ?What?s wrong with him??

She stared at him. ?Nothing,? she said flatly.

The man frowned. ?I don?t mean to offend you. I just

Is he really as healthy as he looks??

?Yes.?

?I haven?t seen a baby since back before the war.?

?I?d guessed that. Will you come back to the village with us? It isn?t far.?

?How is it you were allowed to have a boy??

?How is it your mother was allowed to have a boy??

The man took a final step toward Lilith and was abruptly too close. He stood very straight and tried to intimidate her with his stiff, angry posture and his staring eyes. Akin had seen Humans do that to one another before. It never worked with constructs. Akin had never seen it work with Lilith. She did not move.

?I?m Human,? the man said. ?You can see that. I was born before the war. There?s nothing Oankali about me. I have two parents, both Human, and no one told them when and whether they could have kids and what the sex of those kids would be. Now, how is it you were allowed to have a boy??

?I asked for one.? Lilith reached out, snatched the man?s bow, and broke it over her knee before the man was fully aware of what had happened. Her move had been almost too swift for him to follow even if he had been expecting it.

?You?re welcome to food and shelter for as long as you like,? she said, ?but we don?t allow weapons.?

The man stumbled back from her. ?I mistook you for Human,? he said. ?My god, you look Human.?

?I was born twenty-six years before the war,? she said. ?I?m Human enough. But I have other children in that village. You won?t take weapons among them.?

He looked at the machete hanging from her belt.

?It?s a tool,? she said. ?We don?t use them on each other.?

He shook his head. ?I don?t care what you say. That was a heavy bow. No Human woman should have been able to take it from me and break it that way.?

She walked away from him, unsheathed her machete, and cut a pineapple. She picked it up carefully, slashed off most of its spiky top, and cut two more.

Akin watched the man while Lilith put her cassavas and pineapples into her basket. She cut a stalk of bananas, and once she was certain they were free of snakes and dangerous insects, she handed them to the man. He took a quick step back from her.

?Carry these,? she said. ?They?re all right. I?m glad you happened along. The two of us will be able to carry more.? She cut several dozen ribbons of quat?an Oankali vegetable that Akin loved?and tied it into a bundle with thin lianas. She also cut fat stalks of scigee, which the Oankali had made from some war-mutated Earth plant. Humans said it had the taste and texture of the flesh of an extinct animal?the pig.

Lilith bound the scigee stalks and fastened the bundle behind her just above her hips. She swung Akin to one side and carried her full basket on the other.

?Can you watch him without using your eyes?? she whispered to Akin.

?Yes,? Akin answered.

?Do it.? And she called to the man, ?Come. This way.? She walked away down the path to the village, not waiting to see whether the man would follow. It seemed for a while that the man would stay behind. The narrow path

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