"We can chain him to Anti," suggested Jordan. "That will keep him out of trouble."
"Like leading a poodle on a leash? Nope," said Anti indignantly. "A girl has to have some privacy."
"Don't wince, Cameron," objected Docchi. "She really was a girl once, an attractive one."
"We can put him in a spacesuit and lock his hands behind his back," said Jordan. "Something like an ancient straitjacket."
Cameron laughed.
"No, that's inhuman," said Docchi.
Jordan juggled the toaster. "I can weld with this. Let's put him in a cabin and weld the door closed. We can cut a slot to shove food in. A very narrow slot."
"Excellent. I think you have the solution. That is, unless Dr. Cameron will reconsider his decision."
Cameron shrugged. "They'll pick you up in a day or less anyway. I suppose I'm not compromising myself by agreeing to your terms."
"Good."