"I would think so, yeah." Meyer is right, and certain contingencies will need to be planned for, perhaps even a kind of security arranged. But those are just the finer details. The plan itself, new and unformed as it might be, is solid. Ned is bolstered by this, feels better at the mere thought of a project to dedicate himself to. Should keep his mind off the captivity, off wondering what the next horrifying experiment will be and if he'll survive it.

Speaking of keeping his mind off things...

He gets up, goes back to the counter and the egg-wash. "Can I just say it's really odd, knowing you're from the '20s?" He wonders if this is how people like River and Daneel feel about him - that he's this slightly baffling relic of a bygone era. "I suppose it doesn't matter much, in a place like this. But it's still blowing my mind a bit."