 Why does Matt feel the need to warn people about the Chingsi?
Illustrated by Schoenherr The wind howled out of the northwest, blind with snow and barbed with ice crystals. Walking, talking natives on a blue sky planet with 1.1 g gravity and a twenty per cent oxygen atmosphere at fifteen p.s.i. We were able to show them our sun, in their telescopes. People who talk English, drink beer, like jokes and beat me at chess or table-tennis are people for my money, even if they look like tigers in trousers. It was more that we all seemed to make silly mistakes when we played them and that's fatal in chess. Of course it's a screwy situation, playing chess with something that grows its own fur coat, has yellow eyes an inch and a half long and long white whiskers.
 Matt is convinced the Chingsi are bad luck.
 Matt is convinced the Chingsi are bad luck.  Matt is convinced that Charlie deliberately destroyed the Whale.  Matt is convinced the Chingsi are evil.  Matt is convinced that Charlie deliberately destroyed the Minnow.