"I'm listening. I guess Ha is working, all right. He's going to work on some others, too."
Peak outer-thought, "Have you considered our big problem, to keep Lust minor?"
"I believe I have it licked. It's an Earthian custom I've been studying, and it surely keeps its adherents in line. Lust wouldn't grow much under it."
"A custom?"
"Marriage of course. How do you feel about it?"
"It's—a desperate measure. It's a—"
"A desperate problem," Lern interposed. "True love can survive it, I'm sure. We don't want a repetition of the situation that forced us to kill Lust—and lose our bodies. Of course, yours is the final word."
"It—well, we'll try it. I just hope Ha keeps working. It would be just like that whimsical imp to get us half materialized and then leave us."
"Or what if something should happen to him, his spirit killed in some way?"
"We won't even inner-think that."