"Go talk to Ben and Ender about timeline mechanics," Karla said, happily foisting off that duty to other people. "Or Warren. He has very little in common with his alternate-universe selves."

Which reminded her..."By the way, you ever try to eat or experiment on my boyfriend again, we're going to have words. Or, rather, I'm going to have words, and you're going to have high-pitched, squeaky noises of pain and terror. Okay?"