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They do their best. Captain Vel had them trained as well as she could and, though Fleet Captain knows the futility of their pretending, she lets them pretend. She doesn't say it – I've never caught her even thinking it – but they aren't real ancillaries, and who could know that better than she does?
They'll never know what it's like to be a true part of the whole, to act as one. However well drilled they are, I can see where the joins are. So can Fleet Captain.
And she remembers.
But still, they do their best. That's worth a lot.