Clatclit stood a moment in thought, then pointed upward.
"Up? Out? Above?" I said. All received negatives. "It's no use, Clatclit, I can't—Oh, all right, once more. Uh ... away up?"
Nod.
"Earth?" I said, excitedly.
Nod.
"Well, what about it?" I said.
Clatclit pointed up to Earth, then to me, and shook his head. Then he pointed down, to Mars, I guessed by association, and to me again. This time he nodded.
"Earth-me-no. Mars-me-yes," I said mechanically. "Earth-no-what?"
Talon to head.
"Earth-me-no brain?" I choked out. "The Brain did not select me?"