“It is. Its parent was chief engineer on Dev’o’s Honor—Dad’s ship.”
“Makes sense,” I muttered to myself. “He’d need a way to get them here from wherever they came from.”
Da’ threw back his head and laughed joyously, and it struck me I’d never seen him exhibit such unbridled happiness. He wrapped his arms around me and swung me around as easily as if I were Arianne. “Maggie’s people are hermaphroditic—” His expression became clouded. “Were hermaphroditic. Things hadn’t been going well in their part of the galaxy, and Dad isn’t sure if any of the planets they knew are even in existence any longer.”
“My God. And I thought mankind was destructive.”
“No, it’s not mankind’s prerogative. Anyway, as I was saying, D’ilians reproduce by parthenogenesis. Dad wasn’t sure if Maggie would be able to
