QUOTE : Fear was easier to deal with than this … this cold rejection—this revulsion. “Why do you hate me?” I whispered. “You would have died without an ooloi to save your life. Why do you hate me for saving your life?” João’s face underwent several changes. Surprise, regret, shame, anger, renewed hatred and revulsion. “I did not ask you to save me.” “Why do you hate me?” “I know what you do—your kind. You take men as though they were women!” “No! We—” “Yes! Your kind and your Human whores are the cause of all our trouble! You treat all mankind as your woman!” “Is that how I’ve treated you?” He became sullen. “I don’t know what you’ve done.