I didn't have to. I could beat it back to the ship, maybe even rescue
some of the gang, with Jarin's help. Then I thought about Bucky and the
way he cried down my neck that night in the tank and what would happen
to us if we didn't get the animals rounded up. I thought--oh, hell, why
does a guy ever do anything? I don't know. Maybe I thought I'd never
get across the field to the ship anyhow.