Xyl was silent for a long moment. “Why bother?”
“Why bother what?”
Xyl didn’t answer, but climbed back up on top of the spider’s ovoid body. Gracie followed, tacitly acquiescing to the abrupt change of subject.
“So what’s that we’re heading toward?” Gracie asked, nodding toward the white horizon and the growing mass of flame-like darkness radiating from it.
“That’s the boundary between server sectors,” Xyl said. “I’d say we’re heading for a corporate server. Non-profit or Fed wouldn’t be that big. We’re in a Public server at the moment.”
“Corporate. Think there’ll be Aivatars there?”
“Loads of them.” Xyl grinned lopsidedly, but it faded. “We need to figure a way to get that link anchored somehow so we can Blip to it. Then we won’t have to deal with whatever’s patrolling that corporat
