He caught the statement that, he guessed, wasn’t supposed tobe overheard by anyone. Steven hesitated; should he say anything about it?Would it be weird if he did? Sylvia often told him that he worried far toomuch, and was often too kind to many people, but he simply could not stophimself from turning around properly and looking the stranger in the eye. “Butthis planet is – good…” He trailed off, instantly forgetting what he was aboutto say, and flushing red in embarrassment. “I – I mean, it can be bad, but…it’s…good,in its own way – uhm…if you’re…troubled by anything…would you like to talkabout it?” His hand flew upwards, rubbing the back of his neck – a nervoushabit. “I know I’m a stranger, but…you seem very…distressed.”