What am I now, Alai?" "Still good. " "At what?" "At--anything. There's a million soldiers who'd follow you to the end of the universe. " "I don't want to go to the end of the universe. " "So where do you want to go? They'll follow you. " I want to go home, thought Ender, but I don't know where it is.
How do you expect to communicate with the ocean, when you can’t even understand one another?