arm between her hands and held it even when Nikanj seemed to try to pull away. She stared at it, and Tino knew there must be some communication. Did the Oankali share mind-reading abilities with their pet Humans? Or was it mind reading? Lilith spoke aloud.
?Slow,? she whispered. ?Give him a moment. Give me a moment. Don?t defeat your own purpose by hurrying.?
For a moment, Nikanj?s lumps looked worse?like some grotesque disease. Then the lumps resolved themselves again into slender gray body tentacles no more grotesque than usual. Nikanj drew its sensory arm from Lilith?s hands, then stood up and went to a far corner of the room. There it sat down and seemed almost to turn itself off. Like something carved from gray marble, it became utterly still. Even its head and body tentacles ceased to move.
?What was all that?? Tino demanded.
Lilith smiled broadly. ?For the first time in my life, I had to tell it to be patient. If it were Human, I would say it was infatuated with you.?
?You?re joking!?
?I am,? she said. ?This is worse than infatuation. I?m glad you feel something for it, too, even though you don?t yet know what.?
?Why has it gone to sit in that corner??
?Because it can?t quite bring itself to leave the room, though it knows it should?to let the two of us be Human for a little while. Anyway, I don?t think you really want it to leave.?
?Can it read minds? Can you??
She did not laugh. At least she did not laugh. ?I?ve never met anyone, Oankali or Human, who could read minds. It can stimulate sensations and send your thoughts off in all sorts of directions, but it can?t read those thoughts. It can only share the new sensations they produce. In effect, it can give you the most realistic and the most pleasurable dreams you?ve ever experienced. Nothing you?ve known before can match it?except perhaps your conditioning. And that should tell you why you?re here, why you were bound to seek out a trade village sooner or later. Nikanj touched you when you were too young to have any defenses. And what it gave you, you won?t ever quite forget?or quite remember, unless you feel it again. You want it again. Don?t you.?
It was not a question. Tino swallowed and did not bother with an answer. ?I remember drugs,? he said, staring at nothing. ?I never took any. I was too young before the war. I remember other people taking them and maybe going crazy for a little while or maybe just being high. I remember that they got addicted, that they got hurt sometimes or killed
?
?This isn?t just a drug.?
?What then??
?Direct stimulation of the brain and nervous system.? She held up her hand to stop him from speaking. ?There?s no pain. They hate pain more than we do, because they?re more sensitive to it. If they hurt us, they hurt themselves. And there are no harmful side effects. Just the opposite. They automatically fix any problems they find. They get real pleasure from healing or regenerating, and they share that pleasure with us. They weren?t as good at repairs before they found us. Regeneration was limited to wound healing. Now they can grow you a new leg if you lose one. They can even regenerate brain and nervous tissue. They learned that from us, believe it or not. We had the ability, and they knew how to use it. They learned by studying our cancers, of all things. It was cancer that made Humanity such a valuable trade partner.?
Tino shook his head, not believing. ?I saw cancer kill both my grandfathers. It?s nothing but a filthy disease.?
Lilith touched his shoulder, let her hand slide down his arm in a caress. ?So that?s it. That?s why Nikanj is so attracted to you. Cancer killed three close relatives of mine, including my mother. I?m told it would have killed me if the Oankali hadn?t done some work on me. It?s a filthy disease to us, but to the Oankali, it?s the tool they?ve been looking for for generations.?
?What will it do to me that has to do with cancer??
?Nothing. It just finds you a lot more attractive than it does most Humans. What can you do with a beautiful woman that you can?t do with an ugly one? Nothing. It?s just a matter of preference. Nikanj and every other Oankali already have all the information they need to use what they?ve learned from us. Even the constructs can use it once they?re mature. But people like you and me are still attractive to them.?
?I don?t understand that.?
?Don?t worry about it. I?m told our children will understand them, but we won?t.?
?Our children will be them.?
?You accept that??
It took him a moment to realize what he had said. ?No! I don?t know. Yes, but?? He closed his eyes. ?I don?t know.?
She moved closer to him, rested warm, calloused hands on his forearms. He could smell her. Crushed plants?the way a fresh-cut lawn used to smell. Food, pepper and sweet. Woman. He reached out to her, touched the large breasts. He could not help himself. He had wanted to touch them since he had first seen them. She lay down on her side, drawing him down facing her. It occurred to him a moment later that Nikanj was behind him. That she had deliberately positioned him so that Nikanj would be behind him.
He sat up abruptly, turned to look at the ooloi. It had not moved. It gave no sign that it was even alive.
?Lie here with me for a while,? she said.
?But??
?We?ll go to Nikanj in a little while. Won?t we.?
?I don?t know.? He lay down again, now glad to keep his back to it. ?I still don?t understand what it does. I mean, so it gives me good dreams. How? And what else will it do? Will it use me to make you pregnant??
