"No. I have to do it, myself."
"Does it have to do with those two aliens?"
"Yes."
A little frown of worry appeared and as quickly disappeared. Her slim fingers touched her forehead for a moment, to smooth away any vestige of a wrinkle, then she said, "It will be such a relief when they're finally disposed of. Whenever I think of how they might escape and get into the City, it frightens me. Are you sure they can't escape, Father?"
"There is no possibility of their escaping," he said. "You go ahead with your plans for the evening. Will you come home when the show is over?"
"Not for a while. Kin is taking me dancing, afterward."
"Where you went last time—the place where they were reviving the old dances?"
"No. Nobody goes there anymore. Those old dances were rather fun but they were so—so tiring. Our modern dances are much slower and more graceful, you know."
"All right, Thralna," he said in dismissal. "Enjoy yourself."
"Yes, Father."