Then one night Maya came to her crying.  There was room in the permanent habitat for private talks, and Nadia went with her down to the northeast corner of the vaults, where they were still working on interiors, and sat by her arm to arm, shivering and listening to her, and occasionally putting an arm over her shoulder and giving her a hug.  "Look," Nadia said at one point, "why don't you just decide?  Why don't you quit playing one off against the other?"

"But I have decided!  It's John I love, it's always been John.  But now he's seen me with Frank and he thinks I've betrayed him.  It's really petty of him!  They're like brothers, they compete in everything, and this time it's just a mistake!"

Nadia resisted learning the details, she didn't want to hear it.  She sat there listening anyway.

And then John was standing there before them.  Nadia got up to leave, but he didn't appear to notice:  "Look," he said to Maya.  "I'm sorry, but I can't help it.  It's over."

"It's not over," Maya said, instantly composed.  "I love you."

John's smile was rueful.  "Yes.  And I love you.  But I want things simple."

"It is simple!"

"No it isn't.  I mean, you can be in love with more than one person at the same time.  Anyone can, that's just the way it is.  But you can only be loyal to one.  And I want. . . I want to be loyal.  To someone who is loyal to me.  It's simple, but. . . ."

He shook his head; he couldn't find the phrase.  He walked back into the eastern row of chambers, disappeared through a door.

"Americans," Maya said viciously.  "Fucking children!"  Then she was up through the door after him.

But soon she came back.   He had retreated to a group in one of the lounges, and wouldn't leave.  "I'm tired," Nadia tried to say, but Maya wouldn't hear it, she was getting more and more upset.  For over an hour they discussed it, over and over.  Eventually Nadia agreed to go to John and ask him to come to Maya and talk it over.  Nadia walked grimly through chambers, oblivious to the brick and the colorful nylon hangings.  The go-between that nobody noticed.  Couldn't they get robots to do this?  She found John, who apologized for ignoring her earlier.  "I was upset, I'm sorry.  I figured you'd hear it all eventually anyway."

Nadia shrugged.  "No problem.  But look, you have to go talk to her.  That's the way it is with Maya.  We talk, talk, talk; if you contract to be in a relationship, you have to talk your way all the way through it, and all the way out of it.  If you don't it will be worse for you in the long run, believe me."

That got to him.  Sobered, he went off to find her.  Nadia went to bed.

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