“Resignation.” murmured the other. “And reliability.”
“Rebellion, did you say?”
“Shush, youngster. Lourai’s a good name. You should hear some of the throat-stoppers Acceptable Doctrine comes up with from time to time. Fouyaisoa Sheefua. How would you like that? Foh-oo-yah-ee-soh-ah Shee-foo-ah. Or Thoirae Yoanee. You wouldn’t want something like that hung on you. Lourai. That’s good enough.”
“What’s acceptable doctrine?”
“Acceptable Doctrine?” Brother Mainoa asked. He took the empty cups away and put them down the recycler. “Well, if you’d been a little older before they dragged you off to Sanctity, you’d have learned what the Office of Security and Acceptable Doctrine is. That’s the group of enlightened ones who tell us what we can believe and what we can’t and make sure we do it. Here on Grass they’re headed up by Elder Brother Jhamlees Zoe, with Elder Brother Noazee Fuasoi as his next man.”
“Like the Hierophants,” cried Rillibee. “God, I wish I could get away from that.”
“You can. Just walk off the site into the grasses, any day. Put your shovel or your soil stabilizer down and go. Nobody’ll come after you. I could’ve done that lots of times, but I always knew there’d be something interesting in the next shovelful, something intriguing behind the next bit of wall, so I don’t. All in all, I’m glad to be here rather than there. Maybe you will be, too. Just bow your head and say, ‘Yes, Elder Brother,’ in a nice obedient tone, kind of sorrowful, and they’ll let you alone.”
“How can you do that?” Rillibee asked scornfully. “It’s dishonest.”
Brother Mainoa seated himself at the controls once more, scanning the dials and buttons with a skeptical eye. “Well, now, young Brother Lourai, I’ll tell you. I’ll deny having said it if you quote me, so don’t try. The first thing you’ve got to do is tell yourself that the shitheads are wrong. Especially Jhamlees and Fuasoi. Not just a little bit wrong, but irremediably, absolutely, and endemically wrong. Nothing you can say or do will stop their being wrong. They’re damned to eternal wrongness, and that’s God’s will. You follow me?”
Rillibee nodded, doubtfully. Whatever he might have expected, it had not been this.
“Then, you acknowledge that these wrongheaded fart-asses have been placed in authority over you through some cosmic miscalculation, and you reach the only possible conclusion.”
“Which is?”
“Which is you bow your head and say ‘Yes, Elder Brother,’ in a nice humble tone, and you go right on believing what you have to believe. Anything else is like walking out into the grass when the grazers are coming by. You may be right, but you’ll be flat right and there won’t be enough left of you to scrape up.”
“And that’s what you do?”
“Umm. And you do it, too. Don’t tell Elder Brother Jhamlees Zoe that your family wasn’t Sanctified. You tell him that, he’ll start working on your head, getting you to convert, get saved, get enrolled. Just nod politely and say, ‘Yes, Elder Brother.’ That way, likely, he’ll leave you alone.”
There was a long silence. Rillibee—Brother Lourai—rose from the padded floor and settled himself into the other seat. When Brother Mainoa showed no signs of breaking the quiet, he asked, “What’s Arbai?”
“An Arbai, Brother, was the inhabitant of an Arbai city, dead some long while, now. An Arbai city is the only kind of ruins mankind’s found on any world we’ve settled yet. The only intelligent race we’ve ever found.”
“What were they like? Arbai?”
“Taller than us. About seven feet tall. Two-legged and two-armed, like us, but with a skin all covered over with little plates or scales.
We’ve found bodies pretty well mummified, so we know what they looked like. They were fascinating people. Like us, some ways. Spread all over a lot of worlds, like us. Had writing, like us. not that we can read it yet. Not like us at all, other ways. Didn’t seem to have males and females like we do, at least there’s no differences we’ve found yet.”
“All gone, are they?”
“All gone. All died, everywhere, all sort of at once, like time had just up and ended for them. Except here on Grass. Here they all died from something tearing them apart.”