"He's frightened!" said Val, watching the door as he went out after the second visit. "So are you." She smiled. "You're forgetting how hard we Ganos are to kill."
"You'll soon be all right."
She studied him. "You're only frightened on top." He wondered if she were wandering. "Underneath," she went on, "you're thinking this would be a solution."
"Hush, hush!" He put his arms round her. "You must remember me, dear."
She nestled in his arms. "She used to say we Ganos were dreadfully hard to kill. We have to face that."
"Don't think of having to face things; forget it all."
She scanned his face eagerly. "Where shall I begin?"
"Begin?"
"Yes—to forget."