Lindsay knotted his hands, ignoring the tingle of confused sensation from his right. "I can’t encourage false hopes, madam. Neotenic law is very strict. The Republic has no interest in those our age, those who are estranged in any way from the raw state of humanity. It’s true that I’ve handled some matters for the Neotenic government. Those involve the resettlement of Neotenic citizens who reach the age of sixty. ‘Dying out into the world,’ they call it. The flow of emigration is strictly one-way. I’m very sorry."