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The little one was wide open. (Hi.) (Going to make the big leap, huh?) (Yes … I hope so.) AA blanked. (You hope so! Don’t you know?) The tiny form vibrated. (I mean, it came so quickly, it was such a surprise. I’m still not used to it. It’s really going to happen, after I tried so long.) (You mean they wouldn’t accept you, wouldn’t let you in before this?) (I guess not. I wanted to, but it never happened … before now.) AA opened more. (I thought anyone could just walk up and get in, if there were entry points available.) (Oh, no. You have to qualify.) AA stored and scanned. (Ident?) The form flickered. (What?) (Ident.) (I don’t know what you mean.) AA blanked heavily, then focused softly. (If you’ll run me your rote, I’ll try to help. I understand, the excitement and all the anticipation.) The form flickered more. (What’s a rote?) (Rote is information you have that …) AA cut off, then reset. (Where did you come from?) The form lighted. (Over there. It was easy.) AA followed the focus. (You mean the planet where humans are?) (Yes, yes.) AA vibrated. (Then it’s not your first time. You’ve been human? There must be some mix-up!) (No, no, there isn’t.) The form grew brighter. (I’ve never been a human, but I’ve studied them a long time. I’ve lived with them, they’ve fed and loved me … and now I … I’m going to be a human. They tell me I’ve earned, I mean learned it. And I’m going to be a good one. I know it!) AA gave warm support and swung away, then unfocused. He turned in deeply for some obscure rote that would explain it. Nothing. The haze was gathering into clusters, some large, some small. Each had wispy spirals of rote that brushed through AA as he wandered among the clusters. In KT-95, that was usually a sign of poor