“Don’t tell me you’re not interested in boosting your career standing. Instead of taking a berth on any ship you can, you’d have them clamoring for you. You’d get to choose. Maybe even get some Mercantile funding behind you. You know it’s not outside the realm of possibility. Your father made a name for himself as an archaeologist. He trained you. The Mercantile’s not above creating good publicity by advancing the fortunes of a known name.”
Linsora knew. She had dreamed of her own ship, her own choice of destinations. Every archaeologist did. She might not be the one to solve the humanoid origin question, but with her own ship, she could follow her instinctual leads and have more of a chance.
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