Huth regarded her thoughtfully.
"Yes, I believe it is. If we are going to work together, you should
know everything."
"And if we're not?" Lucifer snapped. Huth shrugged. "Then it won't make
any difference, I assure you."
Outside, the wet moss of the courtyard was springy underfoot. Lucifer
flinched with the remembered horror of trying to breath through that
moss and water.
Nina took his hand. Her fingers were strong and warm.
A tall attendant let them into the building. Lucifer looked down a
long, sterile-white corridor, flanked by small, seemingly transparent
doors.
"The doors are transparent only from this side, and then only when
subjected to the proper wave frequency to make them so," Huth explained.
"Like the rooms we live in!" Nina burst out.