And I shout out, "John, please help me!"
"So you got the heebie-jeebies when you first landed in, here?"
Cammuravi shook his head, teeth gritted as tightly as his ever-admirable self-discipline would allow. Bolearis's look of self-satisfied fondness was a sterner test than many he'd had since arrival, however.
Since arrival. Indeed.
"You believe things would have been different, had you preceded me here?"
Bolearis grinned. "Oh, well sure! I would have held your hand, every step."
No discipline at all in that. "Woefully immature."
"I suppose you're right...after all, I'm not the one who was just born."
Irritating...but charming, too. His eyes shone with concern.