“Regretful?”
“All right—scared. We’re going to try to make the God-Egg fly again. Not only is it sacrilege, but as you’ve often said, it’s dangerous. I have no desire to die.”
“You have two courses—”
“I know—you’ve pointed them out often enough,” Copper said. “And since you decided to go I’d go with you even though I knew the Egg would blow up.”
“You’re quite a girl,” Kennon said admiringly. “Did I ever tell you that I love you?”
“Not nearly often enough,” Copper said. “You could do it every day and I’d never get tired of hearing it.”
The jeep settled over the lava wall. “We’ll leave it in the passageway when we’re through,” Kennon said. “Maybe it will survive blast-off.”
“Why worry about it?” Copper asked.
“I hate destroying anything needlessly,” Kennon said.
“And since we have plenty of time, we might as well be neat about our departure.”