She smiled in the darkness. "You know why not. I don't want to leave you."
He hunkered down on the parapet and she sat down beside him.
"They never told you my last name, did they?" she asked suddenly.
"It's Tanner, isn't it?"
"He was my brother."
He waited a moment, then asked: "What happened to him?"
"He wanted power," she said quietly. "Our society wouldn't give it to him. So he sold out. Of his own free will—he hadn't been conditioned like you were." She paused. "I suppose as long as there's a human race, there will be people who want power and who will be willing to sell their fellow man to get it."
Stan frowned. "That's why they sent you down to try and stop him, wasn't it?"
She nodded. "I was the most qualified." Pause. "A Thuscan eventually took his place, I know. But I wonder how he actually died. Did you ever hear about him on Thusca?"
"He died a hero," Stan lied.