They were emotions, but not human emotions.
It is impossible to render into any human terms the simple statement: "The Nipe felt that he had properly rendered homage to a validly slain foe."
That cannot even begin to indicate the emotion the Nipe felt as he moved down toward the sewer and escape.
Captain Davidson Greer, his eyes staring with glassy hatred through the infra-red gunsight, was registering a very human emotion. His trigger fingers were twitching spasmodically—squeezing, squeezing, squeezing.
But his fingers were not on the triggers.
[17]
"It is not your fault, Bart," said George Yoritomo softly. "You had a perfect right to go."
Bart Stanton clenched his fists and turned suddenly to face the Japanese psychologist. "Sure! Hell, yes! We're not discussing my rights, George! We're discussing my criminal stupidity! I had the right to leave here any time I wanted to, sure. But I didn't have the right to exercise that right—if that makes any sense to you."