"I think that would be most unlikely," Re-l said, shaking her head, "but we should be careful. It would be sensible to split up and approach the city from different angles, or at different times. There's no point in giving them any information they don't need." Something jostled her memory, and she snapped a finger. "Names. From now on, my name is Masa. I'll call you Sylvester."

They had crested the last hill, and a long but easy descent to the outer ring awaited them. They would be there by evening.