And who was right? Me. I was right. No one’s going to give me credit for being right, so I’m giving the credit to myself.” Daios watched him and felt the lights of his body flickering. Amusement replaced the anger that was so hard for him to think through. “You were right.” “Of course I was right! I’m always right, and no one ever listens to me before the start of anything. You know—” Maketes paused, then looked up at him with his mouth again wide open. “Did you just admit I was right?”