“Yes, sir,” Hector replied, bobbing his head vigorously. “She’s on her way back to the communications booth at the space station. She said to tell you she enjoyed her visit very much.”
“Good. It was, eh, very good of you to escort her about the campus. It kept her out of my hair ... what’s left of it, that is.”
Hector grinned. “Oh, I liked showing her around, and all that—And, well, it sort of kept me out of your hair, too, didn’t it?”
Leoh’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.
Hector laughed. “Doctor, I may be clumsy, and I’m certainly no scientist ... but I’m not completely brainless.”
“I’m sorry if I gave you that impression—”
“Oh no ... don’t be sorry. I didn’t mean that to sound so ... well, the way it sounded ... that is, I know I’m just in your way—” He started to get up.
Leoh waved him back to the couch. “Relax, my boy, relax. You know, I’ve been sitting here all afternoon wondering what to do next. Somehow, just now, I came to a conclusion.”
“Yes?”