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For
some
reason
that
caused
him
to
turn
and
stare
sharply
at
her
,
when
her
other
,
more
direct
probes
had
produced
no
response
.
’
I
take
my
responsibility
as
science
officer
as
seriously
as
you
do
that
of
warrant
officer
.
That
should
be
sufficient
for
you
.
I
’
m
tired
of
this
.
If
you
have
a
specific
accusation
to
make
,
lodge
it
with
Dallas
.
If
not
,
?
and
he
turned
back
to
his
precious
instrumentation
,
’
you
do
your
job
and
I
’
ll
do
mine
.
’
She
nodded
once
.
’
Fair
enough
.
’
Turning
,
she
headed
for
the
corridor
.
.
still
unsatisfied
but
unsure
why
.
Ash
’
s
answers
had
the
veneer
of
validity
,
were
hard
to
argue
with
.
That
wasn
’
t
what
was
troubling
her
.
It
was
the
fact
that
his
action
in
popping
the
lock
to
let
the
exploration
team
inside
went
against
much
more
than
the
rules
.
It
went
against
every
facet
of
the
science
officer
’
s
personality
,
directly
contradicted
his
demonstrated
professionalism
in
other
matters
.
She
hadn
’
t
known
him
that
long
,
but
until
this
incident
he
’
d
given
her
and
everyone
else
aboard
the
impression
that
for
him
nothing
ranked
above
,
the
official
science
manual
.
Ash
claimed
he
’
d
done
what
he
’
d
done
only
to
save
a
man
’
s
life
.
She
’
d
taken
the
official
side
.
Was
she
wrong
?
Would
Kane
have
agreed
with
her
?
She
headed
for
the
bridge
,
much
troubled
in
mind
.
Little
bits
of
coincidence
swam
in
her
head
,
nagging
at
her
thoughts
.
The
mind
glue
to
bring
them
together
remained
missing
.
.
There
was
nothing
to
do
on
the
Nostromo
now
but
wait
.
Wait
for
Parker
and
Brett
to
complete
their
work
,
wait
for
a
change
in
Kane
’
s
condition
.
On
the
bridge
,
Lambert
was
amusing
Jones
the
cat
with
some
string
.
The
string
supposedly
was
on
board
solely
for
Jones
’
enjoyment
,
but
the
cat
knew
better
.
It
was
occasionally
incumbent
on
him
to
entertain
the
humans
.
They
seemed
to
derive
considerable
pleasure
from
his
poking
and
swatting
at
the
white
cord
as
they
manipulated
it
in
their
clumsy
great
paws
.
Lambert
called
the
game
cat
’
s
cradle
.
Jones
called
it
people
’
s
cradle
.
He
was
a
very
conscientious
cat
and
did
his
best
to
keep
the
navigator
smiling
.
They
were
so
solemn
sometimes
.
It
was
a
difficult
job
for
a
cat
.
But
Jones
was
conscientious
.
He
continued
to
work
at
pleasing
the
human
,
thinking
of
food
and
warm
,
fat
mice
.
’
What
do
you
think
?
’
Brett
glanced
out
from
beneath
the
overhang
,
eyed
his
colleague
.
Parker
adjusted
a
control
,
wiped
sweat
from
his
forehead
.
’
Almost
.
Another
half
a
degree
and
we
’
ll
be
finished
.
Maybe
that
’
ll
satisfy
Ripley
.
’
