Atreydes Scott Secrets to be shared.		
Triumph


	"All stocked and set to go?" Ty asked Scott, who scrambled off the port nacelle at the summons.
	"I'd say yes. That port thruster seems a bit on the off side, but I think she's about as good as can be expected." he was upset and didn't try to hide it.
	The purple Velk had no intention of allowing this to go on. He grabbed the Terrans' arm and hauled him out of hearing range of the ship.
	"Bonnie do a long range scramble." Ty ordered. "The system we downloaded you into is sufficient for that?"
	=^Quite.^= she replied for his ears only. ^=go easy on him.=^
	"No promises." he threatened under his breath. Then he mustered his best glare and graced Trey with it. The boy returned it with an icy expression to match.
	"This cannot continue. Your current attitude is becoming a hindrance to this mission. One moment you are like you once were, the next you are brooding. This run needs you to be in control."
	"I don't think I can anymore Ty." he answered. "I hate this."
	"Weak." he snarled "your mind has becme as frail as your body. You'd rather snivel and cower in a corner than face your troubles. I'd thought I had raised you to be more."
	The accusation stung, as well as the stark disgust in his friends voice. Scott restrined the urge to whine about how unfair life was. It wasn't like that fact was new.
	"Maybe you did." he answered flatly "but I always was a slow learner. Worry about yourself you shaggy oaf-just leave me alone to do my job. I hate it, which should make Tracie happy, but I'll do it."
	"I need more than your promises Atreydes. Your clouded judgement can get us all killed."
	He hated himself even as he said it. "Then pull me out."
	"You'd like that, pup. But I keep to my word, even though you don't seem to keep yours. You were more honorable as a smuggler, then as a civ. You'll make this run with your starfleeter, if I have to tie you up and stick you in a closet. You're a human shield Trey-and you know it."
	"Then quit throwing vague threats and innuendos around. You obviously understand what my problem is better than I do, so tell me-what do you want me to do about it?"
	"I want you to tell me what happened to you on Garidia. Since we are passing through that sector, I want your mind on _us_ not on secrets you try to hide."
	"Go to Hell." he breathed coldly. "That's the one thing you promised _never_ to ask me. If you're so honest and trustworthy-keep _that_ vow."
	"It's too late for that. It's too late for secrets. I'll have my answer one way or another pup. Even if I have to bring you to a a rogue telepath. Your agreement understandably, would not be neccesary at that point."
	Ty tried not to wince as the human went pale with shock and betrayal.  He tried to remind himself that this had to be done. The Terrans' preoccupation with Garidia was a dangerous lodestone they could not afford.  Then he realized that Atreydes had still not  moved, and if anything had gone whiter.
	A moment later Ty reached forward to catch him as the human collapsed in a dead faint.