Arvid 6 flushed, turned away and looked at the floor.
"What crazy things have you been doing since I've been gone?" Tendal 13 asked.
Arvid 6 sighed. "After what you just said I guess it wouldn't amuse you, although it has me. They got to me right after the accident before I had a chance to collect my wits, dematerialize or anything—you said we shouldn't dematerialize in front of anybody."
"That's right."
"Well, I didn't know what to do. I could see they thought I was drunk, so I was. But they had a blood sample before I could manufacture any alcohol in my blood, although I implanted a memory in them that I reeked of it." He laughed. "I fancy they're thoroughly confused."
"And you're thoroughly amused, no doubt. Have they questioned you?"
"At great length. They had a psychiatrist in to see me. He was a queer fellow with the most stupid set of questions and tests I ever saw."
"And you amused yourself with him."
"I suppose you'd think so."
"Who do you tell them you are?"