Its sensory tentacles knotted against his body in embarrassment, and its mates looked at one another and smiled.
?You can sting,? I said. ?And I hope you can stand being shot now. You might be.?
?I feel as though I can stand it. I feel as though I could survive almost anything now.?
It was healthy, then. If we could keep its Humans alive, it would stay healthy.
?Is there a signal you should give?? I asked Javier.
?One of us should be outside, keeping watch,? he said. ?They won?t be surprised that we?re not, though. On this duty, I think only the elders watch as much as they should. I mean, Jesusa and TomAs left two years ago and there?s been no trouble. Until now.?
Laxity. Good.
The cabin was small and there was nowhere in it to hide. I sent the three Humans up the crooked pathway to Santos?s cave. Vegetation was thick even this near the summit, and once they went around one of the turns, they could not be seen from the stone cabin. They would not be found unless someone went up after them. Aaor and I had to see that no one did. We waited inside the cabin. If we could get the newcomers in, there was less chance of accidentally killing one of them by having him fall down the slope.
I touched Aaor as I heard the men reach our level. ?For Jesusa and TomAs?s sake,? I said silently, ?we can?t let any of them escape.?
Aaor gave back wordless agreement.
?Javier!? called one of the newcomers before he reached the cabin door. ?Hey, Javier, where are you??
The cabin windows were high and small and the walls were thick. It would have been no easy matter to look in and see whether anyone was inside, so we were not surprised when one of the Humans kicked the door open.
Human eyes adjust slowly to sudden dimness. We stood behind the door and waited, hoping at least two of the men would stumble in, half blind.
Only one did. I stung him just before he would have shouted. To his friends he seemed to collapse without reason. Two of them called to him, stepped up to help him. Aaor got one of them. I just missed the other, struck again, and caught him just outside the door.
The fourth was aiming his rifle at me. I dived under it as he fired. The bullet plowed up the ground next to the face of one of his fallen friends.
I held him with my strength hands, took the gun from him with my sensory arms, emptied it, and threw it far out so that it would clear the slope and fall to the canyon floor. Aaor was getting rid of the others in the same way.
The man in my strength arms struggled wildly, shouting and cursing me, but I did not sting him. He was a tall, unusually strong male, gray-haired and angular. He was one of the sterile old Humans?one of the ones the people here called elders. I wanted to see how he responded to our scent when he got over his first fear. And I wanted to find out why he and the three fertile young males had come up. I wanted to know what he knew about Jesusa and TomAs.
I dragged him into the cabin and made him sit beside me on the bed. When he stopped struggling, I let go of him.
His sudden freedom seemed to confuse him. He looked at me, then at Aaor, who was just dragging one of his friends into the cabin. Then he lurched to his feet and tried to run.
I caught him, lifted him, and sat him on the bed again. This time, he stayed.
?So those damned little Judases did betray us,? he said. ?They?ll be shot! If we don?t return, they?ll be shot!?
I got up and shut the door, then touched Aaor to signal it silently. ?Let?s let our scent work on them for a while.?
It consented to do this, though it saw no reason. It turned one of the males over and stripped his shirt. The male?s body and face were distorted by tumors. His mouth was so distorted it seemed unlikely that he could speak normally.
?We have time,? Aaor said aloud. ?I don?t want to leave them this way.?
?If you repair them, they won?t be able to go home,? I reminded it. ?Their own people might kill them.?
?Then let them come with us!? It lay down next to the male with the distorted mouth and sank a sensory hand and many sensory tentacles into him.
The elder stared, then stood up and stepped toward Aaor. His body language said he was confused, afraid, hostile. But he only watched.
After a while, some of the tumors began to shrink visibly, and the elder stepped back and crossed himself.
?Shall we take them with us, once we?ve healed them?? I asked him. ?Would your people kill them??
He looked at me. ?Where are the people who were in this house??
?With Santos. We were afraid they might be shot by accident.?
?You?ve healed them??
?And Santos.?
He shook his head. ?And what will be the price for all this kindness? Sterility? Long, slow death? That?s what your kind gave me.?
?We aren?t making them sterile.?
?So you say!?
