“It sure does,” said the small man gloomily. “It must be worse for you. I’m used to it.”
Kurt surveyed the cabin with interest. There were a lot of gadgets tucked away here and there that looked familiar. They were like the things he had worked on in Tech School except that they were cruder and simpler. They looked as if they had been put together by an eight-year-old recruit who was doing the first trial assembly. He decided to make another stab at establishing some sort of communication with the little man.
“How come you have everything in one room? We always used to keep different things in different shops.”
“No comment,” said Ozaki.
Kurt had a feeling he was butting his head against a stone wall. He decided to make one more try.
“I give up,” he said, wrinkling his nose, “where’d you hide it?”
“Hide what?” asked the little man.
“The fish,” said Kurt.
“No comment.”
“Why not?” asked Kurt.