Rowley drew heavily on his pipe. A brooding look shadowed his lean face.
"I learned about Yanek then. I learned about Tsu and Smarin and Torl
and all the rest of them. If we weren't such damned prudes, Commander,
and I had flipped a sarong sooner, we'd have found everything out long
ago. You've heard about the sinner who was told he could remain in
Heaven only on condition he could pick Adam out of the crowd? He chose
the only man he could find ... without a navel."
"Maybe they lay eggs," Spliid suggested. "Oviparous."