She stood before him, her brow furrowed, sweat beading her pretty face.
And she was winning, forcing the thought to take shape in Ramsey’s mind—
But if I went out there I’d perish from cold in seconds and lack of air in minutes.
Cold, came the known and unbidden thoughts to Ramsey’s struggling mind. And lack of air. Attributes of extension, of space, but measured by duration, by time. And since time does not exist in hyper-space, the vacuum out there and the terrible, killing cold, could have no effect on you. You could go out there perfectly protected from the lethal environment by the absence of the time dimension.
Margot smiled at him. “Thank you,” she said. “Thank you, Ramsey.”
He was about to speak, but she added: “And don’t give me that stuff about a power we shouldn’t tamper with. I’m going out there. Now.”
Ramsey nodded slowly. “I won’t stop you.”
“But just so you don’t get any ideas of stranding me here—Vardin. Vardin’s going with me.”
The Vegan girl looked at Ramsey mutely.
Ramsey said: “What makes you think I’ll let you take her?”