"A minor point," conceded Jordan, coming closer. "However I didn't intend to talk about food."
"I don't care what it is as long as you talk. I need conversation too."
"There's Nona," began Jordan.
"Exceptions, exceptions. What do I care except that I get tired of staring up at nothing? Sometimes I wish they'd planted the tank at the entrance to the hospital. People'd have to stop and talk."
"For a while I was thinking of that."
"No you don't," said Anti. "There are useful things that have to be done."
"I abandoned the idea when I considered what your viewpoint would be. But we did move the tank once."
"Never again. Anyway geepees are scarce and who else could do it?"
"I could," said Jordan. He added quickly: "It's a joke." He swung along the tank until he was as close as he could get without toppling in. "Instead of something you'd forget once I left, I brought a gift."
"What is it? I can't see from this angle."