22.
Is sat on the legs of Robin. I was taking back me; my legs hung until almost to touch the floor.
We found us in the room control, I had a fleeting circular vision of it. In front of me there was the face of Robin, near: you/he/she was still trying to understand what I was.
«Mrs.?!» I exclaimed.
Robin made a bump.
«Eh? Ah, is conscious» it said, almost in embarrassment.
«Yes.»
«Up to a little while ago. you have slept» it murmured Robin, uncertain.
«Yes» I said.
«We have slept, also after being refreshes us. We are discreetly, except Hut. After three days of fast he/she is not gulped down so much food. You/he/she has vomited in epic way.»
«I regret it. Are we on the ship?»
«Certain. We wake up from not too long there, as you. Apart everything we are very better. And you?»
Strange question to be done to a robot; but, already, Robin was not not at all convinced that I was him/it.
«Tired. Too things all together» I said.
«Uhm.» it did her astute with expression. «What end you/he/she has made the brisk and spiteful little boy?»
I had not been very serious in the last times, in effects.
I mentally smiled.
«It is here always, inside this steel cap. People don't have an only face. The same is worth for me.»
Robin slowly inhaled. Something in his/her aspect struck me; until now I had seen her behind a helmet or in the recordings of the ship. To have her/it near aroused in me feelings that I thought about not being able to try: loneliness, that kind of small suffering that brings yourself to feel the lack of whom is nearby you, also when it is nearby you. We are isolated beings, not only if you/he/she is covered by a caress as me; at times the need of a greater intimacy feels him, that kind of sharing that goes beyond the differences of culture, believes and fisicità.
Sharing. An arduous condition to be reached.
Robin was an interesting person, not only because you/he/she was smart. Human beings, also toward an iron palletta as me. I don't know if I would have had the same mental opening.
And it was female: it had to be on the forty, but it was still attractive and keynote. There was me the yearning desire to hear again me man, unfortunately.
We kept on chatting for some.
I observed at the most her with all of my senses: every single wrinkle, every pore of his/her face they assumed a meaning. To the infrared ones the influx of blood that bedewed its skin spoke to me of the feelings that it tried, even if I didn't know how to interpret well it. But every breath, every pulsation, alleged to that face different things, as if thoughts and emotions filtered the normal physiological rhythms bringing you proper tones.
I had never focused so much on someone: I had escaped other people's knowledge, above all that of the people to me dear. Did The emotions of my daughter, frighten for instance me,: thing tried really Daylight for his/her father, now that was fifty-fifty alone man? I trembled to the idea to be overpowered by his/her punishment. But Robin as man had never known me: you/he/she could not be you/he/she suffers us in her.
I received me; I saw Robin in an incompatible way with what I was and these thoughts could not do well me. Better assembling my mind on the to make himself/herself/themselves.
Robin seemed to think her/it equally: there were out there two companions of his, it needed to do the possible one to individualize them. I saw the woman that revived him, ready for more operational activity.
«I have tried to find their traces. of Lidya and Benson» The anticipated him. «Nothing. In the computer the last data bring them to the catapult.»
«Lidya and Benson» it said Robin, with a furrow of concentration on the forehead. «You know them?»
«Only from the recordings. I have viewed all the data memorized in the hard disk of the ship, since the departure.»
«All?»
«Yes.»
«I am terabyte of stuff! From when you are here on Mars?»
I didn't have a precise idea of it. I slightly felt me confused.
«Four hours around, I believe.»
«Impossible» it said Robin with simplicity, after being him sort some accounts.
You/he/she was not giving me any liar, it was only a costatazione. In four hours I had also had to reach the ship, to race from them, to help them and to return to their vehicle.
«I was starting to think that you human beings, but now.»
«I am him/it. With something in more and something in less» I admitted. The bitterness of my voice surprised me. It also surprised her. It fixed me for a moment, then takings a decision.
«Lidya and Benson» it said. «Let's look for them. But promise to continue him/it to me this discourse.»
«Of accord» I assured.
Zeld and Hut entered the room to quick footstep; Hut was some pale, but both had taken back vigor. Robin greeted them with a sign of the head.
«Angel says that the transmissions of Lidya finish to the catapult. I propose to go there as soon as possible.»
«We are ready» it said Hut.
«We go with the ship?» I asked.
Zeld looked me for a moment.
«No» he/she answered. «We are not able. The ship cannot land next to the catapult: too much heavy. There are down there a lot of underground caverns.»
Zeld set out toward the door, I didn't even try to follow him/it.
«I don't believe to make her/it» I whispered toward Robin. «Not yet.»
«I bring you me» it whispered her of rhyming.
It grabbed better me and it got up standing.
We left the whole room and we inserted there in the tracked one.
Zeld operated the device of unblocking and we detached there from the rest of the hull; the vehicle coughed slightly, then it departed with a mighty release.
The trip was not long, but we would have employed however more time that with the dragonfly. Hut had brought with itself a medical equipment of emergency, he/she is never known.
It was not a lot of comfort: with the pressure of the correct hurry says Zeld us within with the gas, the tracked one devoured the sands and it squirted everywhere sassaiole. There for there it didn't seem me a great idea: if Lidya and Benson had been on the street of the return to the ship proceeding afoot we would have been a danger. But perhaps probability was least: nobody would have meant him/it, but all thought about the worse. Robin, Zeld and Hut had escaped her and it was evident that someone would have been dissatisfied of it; but the others two had not received help, you/they had been left to itself same.
We covered a half the journey in silence, each absorbed in his/her own thoughts. Then something unexpected happened: the tracked one went beyond the nth dune, it sputtered and it rasped on the ground overcoming the top of it. Then the motor extinguished him.
Zeld tried to relight him/it, then it still tried.
«It doesn't go» it said, with the face of stone.
«It retries» it said Robin, also her antiseptic.
Zeld kept on trying until it was not evident that there was few to do.
«An accursed place to be a mechanic» it observed calm Hut.
The glacialità of the others had infected him.
«Already» it said Zeld. «Correct fifty-fifty road, in the middle of the nothing.»
«We give a glance to the motor» I tried to suggest.
«It won't serve to anything» concluded Robin.
Zeld looked at her/it with absorbed expression.
I knew what they thought: the aggression to the group continued, but it now touched to an apparatus that only one of them could sabotage.
«We have to give him a glance» I said with conviction.
They understood very well me. We went out all how much in the atmosphere Martian: Zeld opened the chest and examined the bowel of the car. There was no anything
visible, at least for an ignorantone as me. Robin he placed side by side him and it quickly got off some stuff.
«The electric plant» it said. «You/he/she is almost all jumped, here inside.»
«Casual?» it made Zeld.
«Perhaps an overload» it said Robin. «And perhaps no. We can mend him/it, but we have to return to the ship. We don't have all the exchanges, here. It is an unusual damage.»
There was a silence that lasted a couple of minutes.
«We always have the robot» I said me.
I jumped of behind and I grabbed on me to the neck of the automaton. I would not have known how to race to wheel as the zuzzurellone that I could become, but I was able to maneuver that robots. After all I had already done everything how much the job alone: Angel the allegrone had repeated only the movements that I told him to complete. I relighted the old trials; they were tested, by now. I didn't start a lot there going down from the vehicle towering on my companions of trip. I was perched up there, twos meters and a half of height, with the hands on the cervix uncovered of the metallic bestiaccia, well in equilibrium on his/her piedonis alettati.
«Someone wants to climb?» I asked.
They looked me at all, reflecting.
«Anybody, Angel» it said Robin slightly shaking the head. «We have to return to the ship, all and three. It is the only way to care.»
The other ones I will be dictated a look, stupid that the woman was so explicit.
«They agree» it said Zeld.
Hut also nodded.
«It is not to make effortless to bring from that robots» it said the young one, frowning. «You could not bring all, however. It would be unwise to leave alone one among these sands, and it would be worse also to leave two of them. Robin is right.»
«I will go to the ship for my account» I proposed. «The material that you tell me and I return here take.»
But also now Robin didn't agree.
«No. We would waste a lot of time and we don't know how Lidya and Benson are. They immediately need perhaps help. We don't know not even if the tracked one is repairable. If someone has sabotaged him, he/she knew his/her fact.»
«It is right» it said Hut. «Here nothing doesn't go. We cannot even make to depart one diagnostic.»
«We will go three to the ship» definite Zeld. «Together. Will want us a hour of walk. You, Angel, will go to the catapult. If you will find our companions, you will try to bring back them, in whatever condition is. On the robot you will reach the catapult in ten minutes, more other winds to return to the ship. You will do all before we arrive.»
«Yes. And if you don't find anybody. beh we will see then thing other to I give. We will improvise» it suggested Hut.
I had not done anything else other than to improvise, from when I had gone down on Mars, and it was a thing that I didn't like at all. I looked at Robin: also she was approving with a sign of the head.
They were convinced for that line of thought, I didn't know whether to counter. They perhaps judged the situation in judicious way but the idea to leave alone that three few I liked: if the furbone were one you/he/she could also be all right, but if they were two, the bystander would have made an ugly end.
I thought about Robin, alone with two men.
But you/he/she could be also her, the saboteur, could not know him/it. My despite, idea seemed reasonable.
«We will care in contact radio» I said me with threatening tone. «If someone has intention to make some jokes, it is well that knows that I can be also cattivello.»
«I believe it» it said Robin without irony.
I set out me with the robot without looking back me.
The exabyte knew where I had to go, I had to the right the rout drawn on a finestrella in low. I began to slowly walk, with a certain puissance, and meanwhile I did an I recapitulate some abilities of move of that giant. To quickly move the hand was not difficult, but I was not able to reach the exaggerated speeds of Anchise yet; I got by, however. I reached the ridge of a high ground and I could not avoid to turn back me before scollinare: down there, among the smoky sands, the three astronauts were slowly walking toward the ship in silence.