They laughed, and Coyote said, "And we have you to carry on the tradition, eh?" And they laughed some more as she shook an angry finger at him.
"And John?" Michel asked, pulling Maya"s arm down, directing the question at her.
Maya freed her arm, kept shaking a finger at Coyote. "John wouldn"t be crying doom and gloom and kissing off Earth as if we could get by without it! John Boone would be ecstatic at this moment!"
"We should remember that," Michel said quickly. "We should think what he would do."
Coyote grinned. "He would be running up and down this train getting high. Being high. It would be a party all the way to Odessa. Music and dance and everything."
They looked at each other.
"Well?" Michel said.
Coyote gestured forward. "It does not sound as if they are actually needing our help."
"Nevertheless," Michel said.
And they went forward up the train.
Bantam Books by Kim Stanley Robinson
FICTION.
The Mars Trilogy
Red Mars
Green Mars
Blue Mars
A Short, Sharp Shock
Antarctica
The Martians
The Years of Rice and Salt