"Don't you know?"
"All right, I know," he said. "They're pretty irrational."
"Of course, irrational. Let them be that way, as long as we don't follow their example."
"I wish I knew what to do," he said. "Cameron suggested we wait."
"Biocompensation," murmured Anti, stirring restlessly. "They've always said that. Up to now it's always worked."
"What else can we do?" asked Docchi. Angrily he kicked at an anemic tuft of grass. "Draw up another request?"
"Memorandum number ten? Let's not be naive about it. Things get lost so easily in the Medicouncil's filing system."
"Or distorted," grunted Docchi.
"Maybe we should give the Medicouncil a rest. They're tired of hearing us anyway."
"I see what you mean," said Docchi, rising.