The black opening widened, until she must have seen the two behind me. She wore a thin robe that glimmered silver in the dim light.
"Send the boy out, Lilac," I said.
"Why should I?"
That much was good; she might have pretended not to have him there.
"He has to catch his ship, Lilac."
Behind me, I heard Howlet stir uneasily. The door began to close, but my foot was in the track. Howlet could not see that.
"Don't shut it, sister," he said, "or we'll smash it down!"
He could have too, in about ten seconds, the way they build on Mars.
"You wanna get yourself lynched?" Lilac warned him.