"You can go to other planets," he agrees, "which, not coincidentally, many many women choose to do. It's less a population drain than a population collapse. Which, honestly, we have coming. Women get educated off-world and choose to stay very, very far away - which has led some of the more hideously idiotic old men to propose not letting women be educated off-world. Can you imagine? Hah. They'd revolt. Counts stabbed to death in their beds by their own granddaughters. A bloody, hideous coup. Fools."
By the amusement in his voice, he doesn't actually have all that much pity for this particular vision. He tends to agree with the girl: women, in his experience, have always been far more worthwhile than men. Far more formidable. In a Countess Cordelia-esque way, blasting through enemies, yes - but there's also always been the likes of Alys Vorpatril, with her cool polite words and her razor wit and her ability to wield courtesy like a whip. What a woman.
"We've a curious history on this planet, though. We lost access to the rest of the Nexus for seven hundred years. Hence the bows and arrows in place of more Galactic stunners and plasma arcs. And hence the sexism."
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By the amusement in his voice, he doesn't actually have all that much pity for this particular vision. He tends to agree with the girl: women, in his experience, have always been far more worthwhile than men. Far more formidable. In a Countess Cordelia-esque way, blasting through enemies, yes - but there's also always been the likes of Alys Vorpatril, with her cool polite words and her razor wit and her ability to wield courtesy like a whip. What a woman.
"We've a curious history on this planet, though. We lost access to the rest of the Nexus for seven hundred years. Hence the bows and arrows in place of more Galactic stunners and plasma arcs. And hence the sexism."