"Oh, I’m sorry." He had embarrassed her. "I’ll be going now. You and the Wallmother must have a lot to discuss." She pressed her hand against the wall behind her, then turned to him again. "Thank you for indulging me. It was a very great privilege." A fleshy tentacle extruded from the wall behind her. The splayed clump at the tentacle’s end grasped the back of her neck. She lifted her hair aside and adjusted the plug. Her face went slack.