By the time Ender got back to the room, there was no sign left that he'd spent the afternoon coordinating damage control in the middle of a coup. His hair was a little mussed from the wind, sure, but otherwise, he looked calm and composed as always.

"Ho," he said, shutting the door behind him as he came in.

Hi, Ben in a towel.

"I think he's been busy," Ender said smoothly. "Why?"

Ender sat down at the side of the bed and reached out to pat Ben on the belly. "So our coup d'etat has sprung from the theoretical into the practical," he sighed.

Ender reached out and took it out of his hand. "They're choosing Saba to lead the GA?" he said. "She's not exactly who I'd have chosen."

"So Dorvan, Saba, and...?"