"When?"
"Just before the Council stopped it."
"Uh huh. Did you have a reaction?"
Tensor considered. He recalled every detail of the fleeting impressions that had been his during the few brief moments of his presence near the peculiar organisms. The impressions were confused and mingled with sensations of teleport fatigue, but there was a definite and strange sentiment involved somewhere.
"Yer, sir," he said woodenly. "There seems to have been a reaction."
"Ha!" The physician glanced significantly at Ruut. "What kind of a reaction, Tensor? And how strong was it?"
"I do not recognize it, sir. But it was stronger than the ordinary ones."
Curl floated over close to him, peering intently up into the unconscious man's eyes. "Tell me the characteristics."
Tensor thought a moment and replied, "Chaotic in one sense. Specific in another."
"Speculative?" Curl's eyes were eager with interest.