Andy felt like a kid as Cinqueda and Kit led him through the abyssal darkness. It was darker here than in the city proper. Though he was nearly blind here, they seemed to have no trouble at all. He wished he had the implants he’d been scheduled to receive before leaving Telestrian, or even just the military helmet with its augmentation visor. He didn’t like feeling so helpless, and Cinqueda’s cold chrome touch chilled him. Kit’s guiding touch, on the other hand, was warm, and not exactly motherly either. Andy contrived to stay nearer to her than to the other woman.