All right, Vorian Atreides, he had said. I will grant you the opportunity to prove your worth -- but under strict controls. You will be confined to certain areas, and watched at all times.
 
Vor had given him a wry smile. I am used to being watched.
 
Now the two men stood together on the flagship bridge. Xavier paced the deck, hands clasped behind him and shoulders squared. He looked across empty space toward the bright yellow home star, which grew larger every hour? Sandtrout cilia had penetrated every organ, adjusting, changing?