The man was very humble. "Of course, you must resent us sometimes. But we are proud of you, sir. I might almost say that we revere you. No other family—"
"I know," interrupted Andrew Young. "No other family has any fossil quite so old as I am."
"Nor as wise," said the man.
Andrew Young snorted. "Cut out that nonsense. Let's hear what you have to say and get it over with."
The technician was harassed and worried and very frankly puzzled. But he stayed respectful, for one always was respectful to an ancestor, whoever he might be. Today there were mighty few left who had been born into a mortal world.
Not that Andrew Young looked old. He looked like all adults, a fine figure of a person in the early twenties.
The technician shifted uneasily. "But, sir, this ... this...."
"Teddy bear," said Young.
"Yes, of course. An extinct terrestrial subspecies of animal?"