"Instructions," he said. "Yes. Leave word in gravity-generating for Vogel. Tell him to throw everything he's got around the units. Watch them."
"Is that all?"
"Not quite. Send six general purpose robots. I'll pick them up at the entrance to the rocket dome."
"Repair robots are already in that area. Will they do as well?"
"They will not. I want geepees for another reason." They wouldn't be much help, true, but the best he could manage.
occhi waited near the rocket dome. Not hiding, merely inconspicuous among the carefully nurtured shrubbery that was supposed to give the illusion of Earth. If the plants failed in that respect, at least they contributed to the oxygen supply of the asteroid.
"Good girl," said Docchi. "That Nona is wonderful."
Jordan could feel him relax. "A regular mechanical marvel," he agreed. "But we can gas about that later. Let's get going."