The trace of a smile that surfaces on Diya's face is rather taut. "I'm sure the denizens of Earth in your world are very grateful for your sacrifices."

She doesn't like the sound of this. It isn't the same, of course, but it's not a tale any Cetagandan wants to hear. Diya, she has little interest in the war itself, but the work she is doing here -- well, she wouldn't be able to continue if they pull out.

They've exhausted this topic, Diya thinks. Time for something much more interesting. "What can you tell me about fusion?"