I asked Arjun about what Reese said. I told him travel restrictions make me uncomfortable. He reminded me that we were free to travel anywhere within our region. And he pointedly reminded me that there was an interurban train between every town in the region.
“And what about the railroad between regions?” I asked. “Who gets to ride on that? Zoës don’t need it. You guys can…you know, pop in and out like ghosts.” I could see he was upset with that last crack. A place to put leverage had just opened up.
“Many of us prefer it,” he said. “And there are goods between regions.”
“All I’m saying is that there’s disaffection. Maybe not anything people even say, but it’s on their minds, like it was mine, waiting for someone to point it out to them. Why not let us go there and see it for ourselves?”
“It would be like seeing the future.”
“Well, then maybe the other Region. 1819. We could go there.”
“It would be like them seeing their future.”
“Send a representative. Go there and report on it for us.”
“Because we’re curious.”
“When did you become curious? You’ve been here 73 days and only yesterday do you become curious? Who put this on your heart?”
“Never mind,” I said. I could see he wouldn’t agree. And he was right that until someone told me, I didn’t much care. But that’s the way of things, isn’t it? Everyone thinks like us until we find out otherwise. Maybe no one else is curious.