The girl stepped forward, still sobbing.
"Yes—" she said. "He's the one. He's been watching me. I know it. I've seen him hanging around the quarters."
The woman in the silken uniform looked solemn.
"You were given many privileges, Lieutenant," she said crisply. "But it would seem that men—" she said the word with loathing—"must always take advantage of their privileges. Do you have anything to say?"
He shook his head.
"It's greed, you know," the woman said confidentially. The other women of the tribunal nodded in agreement. "Greed's the downfall of all men. How many wars do you have to lose before you realize that?"
He said nothing.
"Send him to the breeding camp," the woman said carelessly. "He'll pay for his kiss."
She looked at the girl sympathetically.
"Your lipstick's smudged, dearie."