[ He stares into his beer for a second. ] Nothing. The Orbiters care nothing. Nothing for what's going down there. At least that I can tell. All they care is that those below never know about them. Never find out. Other than that, they seem pretty hands off. They don't interfere. We are only cared for as long as we sleep up here. Down there, we're on our own. Sometimes, they give us gifts, but other than that, nothing.
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