““If you would talk to her that would be great. I would talk to her myself, but you’re the one whose planet it is, and I wouldn’t want to seem like I was trying to go over your head,” said Pos. “So basically any time you two disagree on things concerning your lands, I have to be the one to step in and fix it?” I asked, surprised. “Well… yes. That’s your job.” He shrugged sympathetically. I didn’t realize it was my job to listen to what my brother wanted to tell my sister and then go repeat what he told me. I thought we were adults. I did not realize we were playing telephone when it came to important administrative issues affecting an entire f***ing planet.””
