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"They're going to kill us."

Kristen reached out to grip him, half-hoping he would knock her away in anger--anything would be preferable to the hurt bewilderment he was displaying.

"They're going to use us in this war until they don't need us anymore, and then they're going to send us on a suicide mission." His voice was frighteningly calm. "What if it doesn't work? What will it take to kill us, Kristen?"

"They're not going to kill you, Tom!" she said, feeling cold inside.

"Perhaps they'll send us on a 'mission' into a black hole," he mused. "Or perhaps we'll test just how close we can get to a star?"

"They won't do that!"

He looked at her, jerking away as though just realizing that she was touching him. "You heard them talking!"

"So that's the opinion of a few men," she whispered.

"It's the opinion of everyone!" he cried.

"Don't think like this!" she urged. "It won't be like that, Tom! Everyone's a little nervous now, but you're going to be war heroes! The people will come to love you!"

"The people will never love us!" he hissed.

With an inhuman snarl as though to emphasize his point, he turned and fled.