He shook the thought from his mind. "Get on my back," he insisted.
"You're tired," said Jordan. "Half gravity or not, you can't carry me any farther." His fingers worked swiftly and the carrying harness fell to the floor. "Stay down," growled Jordan. "Listen."
Docchi listened. "Geepees!"
"Yeah," said Jordan. "Now get to the rocket."
"What can I do when I get there? You'll have to help me."
"You'll figure something out when the time comes. Hurry up!"
"Not without you," said Docchi stubbornly, without moving.
A huge paw clamped around the back of his skull. "Listen to me," whispered Jordan fiercely. "Together we were a better man than the pilot—your legs and my arms. It's up to us to prove that separately we are a match for Cameron and his geepees."