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"
Well
,
let
’
s
get
some
,
then
.
"
She
led
me
out
of
the
steam
and
onto
one
of
the
restaurant
’
s
gantries
.
The
Flying
Fish
was
,
according
to
Ortega
,
a
decommissioned
aerial
minesweeper
that
some
oceanographic
institute
had
bought
up
.
The
institute
was
now
either
defunct
or
had
moved
on
and
the
bayward
-
facing
facility
had
been
gutted
,
but
someone
had
stripped
the
Flying
Fish
,
rerigged
her
as
a
restaurant
and
cabled
her
five
hundred
metres
above
the
decaying
facility
buildings
.
Periodically
the
whole
vessel
was
reeled
gently
back
down
to
earth
to
disgorge
its
sated
customers
and
take
on
fresh
.
There
was
a
queue
around
two
sides
of
the
docking
hangar
when
we
arrived
but
Ortega
jumped
it
with
her
badge
,
and
when
the
airship
came
floating
down
through
the
open
roof
of
the
hangar
,
we
were
the
first
aboard
.
I
settled
cross
-
legged
onto
cushions
at
a
table
that
was
secured
to
the
blimp
’
s
hull
on
a
metal
arm
and
thus
did
not
touch
the
gantry
at
all
.
The
gantry
itself
was
cordoned
with
the
faint
haze
of
a
power
screen
that
kept
the
temperature
decent
and
the
gusting
wind
to
a
pleasant
breeze
.
Around
me
the
hexagonal
grating
floor
allowed
me
an
almost
uninterrupted
view
past
the
edge
of
the
cushions
to
the
sea
a
kilometre
below
.
I
shifted
uneasily
.
Heights
had
never
been
my
strong
point
.
"
Used
to
use
it
for
tracking
whales
and
stuff
,
"
said
Ortega
,
gesturing
sideways
at
the
hull
.
"
Back
before
places
like
this
could
afford
the
satellite
time
.
‘
Course
,
with
Understanding
Day
,
the
whales
were
suddenly
big
money
for
anyone
who
could
talk
to
them
.
You
know
they
’
ve
told
us
almost
as
much
about
the
Martians
as
four
centuries
of
archaeologues
on
Mars
itself
.
Christ
,
they
remember
them
coming
here
.
Race
memory
,
that
is
.
"
She
paused
.
"
I
was
born
on
Understanding
Day
,
"
she
added
inconsequentially
.
"
Really
?
"
"
Yep
.
January
9th
.
They
named
me
Kristin
after
some
whale
scientist
in
Australia
,
worked
on
the
original
translation
team
.
"
"
Nice
.
"
Who
she
was
really
talking
to
caught
up
with
her
.
She
shrugged
,
abruptly
dismissive
.
"
When
you
’
re
a
kid
you
don
’
t
see
it
that
way
.
I
wanted
to
be
called
Maria
.
"
