It was strictly against all orders, all his training,
for him to become involved in alien warfare. The pilot's hand went
back to his belt. He was not going to allow himself to be pushed onto
anything foolish, whether this "colonist" could read his mind or not.
The first ranks of the mermen had already waded past them, heading
into the way down which the escaping prisoners had come. To Raf's eyes
none of them paid any attention to the two humans as they went, though
they were probably in mental touch with his companion.
"You are already termed one of us in _their_ eyes," Dalgard was
careful to use oral speech this time. "When you came to our rescue in
the arena they believed that you were of our kind. Do you think you
can return to walk safely through the city? So"--he drew a hissing
breath of surprise when the thought which leaped into Raf's mind was
plain to Dalgard also--"you have--there are more of you there! But
already Those Others may be moving against them because of what you
have done!"
Raf who had been about to join the mermen stopped short. That aspect
had not struck him before.
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