He broke off. He thrust her roughly inside and locked the steel-sheathed door. "You've got to go now."
It was dark, and hot. The Kraylen child whimpered. He could feel Stella close to him. He found her lips and kissed them.
He said, "So long, kid. And about that statue. You'd better wait till I come back to pose for it."
His voice became a longing whisper. "And I'll be back!" he promised.