time.” Isabel snorted. “Enough time for you to become a billionaire, you mean,” she said. “That would be nice,” Holloway said. “I could very happily live with that.” “I know you could,” Isabel said, and then motioned to the Fuzzys. “But could they?” “I don’t follow you,” Holloway said. “This is their planet, Jack,” Isabel said. “If they are sapient, everything we
