"Do you think of him at all?"
Leilanane thought for a moment. "I think so," she said slowly. "Perhaps I might learn to love him—I've never had much chance."
"Again my fault. Come on, I think he's up. We'll settle this right now."
They found Thomakein reading. Guy opened abruptly with: "Thomakein, Leil says you have been talking deep."
Thomakein smiled solemnly. "I have—and what's your answer?"
"There can be one answer. When?"
"As soon as possible."
Guy searched the other man's mind for any ulterior motive and found none. He feared to increase the sensitivity of his instrument because of the necessity of fiddling with the tuning and gain controls before their eyes. He nodded, smiled and gave Leilanane a little hug. "You're it," he said. "Now go away."
Leilanane left, and Guy sat quiet for a moment, thinking. Thomakein had solved his problem again. No matter how he felt, Guy knew that what had been growing was not to be. He asked: "Are you on the level?"