Black Bart Quill tapped Mike the Angel on the shoulder. "Let"s go," he said quietly. "We don"t want to stand around listening to this when we have a ship to catch."

Mike and Leda followed him out into the corridor.

"You know," Quill said, "robots aren"t the only ones who can get confused watching their own brains go round."

"I have other things to watch," said Mike the Angel.