 How does Gerri feel about Earth?
Raging , Trooper Lane hovered three thousand feet above Tammany Square. The cool cybrain surgically implanted in him was working on the problem. The humming paragrav-paks embedded beneath his shoulder blades held him motionless above Newyork's three administrative towers. They don't teach them about their own city, that they'll be fighting for. Two black paragrav-boats whirred along the translucent underside of Newyork's anti-missile force-shield, the Shell. Cybrain had taken charge of his motor nerves. A predatory excitement rippled through him as he sailed down through the air. A little red-white-and-green flag fluttered on a staff below the window. Tammany Hall has warned that this man is extremely dangerous. The force-bomb "exploded"—swelled or inflated, really, but with the speed of a blast. A section of the energy globe bellied out from above. It shaded the view from his window and re-entered the tower wall just below. Orange or green is the action. I am a diplomat of the Grassroots Republic of Mars. If you've never heard of diplomatic immunity, you'll suffer for your ignorance." "Force-screen. From Mars. "The planet Mars." "Planet? "Gerri Kin. Me and my buddies, we just come back from fighting in Chi, Gerri. Gerri Kin said, "That's what the force-domes did. But also the road to the return to city-states.
 She does not like Earth. She thinks the people are uncivilized.
 Gerri does not like the Earth. The climate is terrible.  She does not like Earth. She thinks the people are uncivilized.  She loves Earth. She is going to move to Earth permanently.  Gerri likes the Earth, it's the Earthlings she's not sure about.