"Yet, though I am without mentalics, I am nevertheless convinced you are a robot"
Bliss said, "But what if I am? I admit nothing, but I am curious. What if I am?"
"You have no need to admit anything. I know you are a robot If I needed a last bit of evidence, it was your calm assurance that you could block off Gaia and speak to me as an individual. I don't think you could do that if you were part of Gaia - but you are not You are a robot supervisor and, therefore, outside of Gaia. I wonder, come to think of it, how many robot supervisors Gaia requires and possesses?"
"I repeat: I admit nothing, but I am curious. What if I am a robot?"
"In that case, what I want to know is: What do you want of Janov Pelorat? He is my friend and he is, in some ways, a child. He thinks he loves you; he thinks he wants only what you are willing to give and that you have already given him enough. He doesn't know - and cannot conceive - the pain of the loss of love or, for that matter, the peculiar pain of knowing that you are not human..."
"Do you know the pain of lost love?"
"I have had my moments. I have not led the sheltered life of Janov. I have not had my life consumed and anesthetized by an intellectual pursuit that swallowed up everything else, even wife and child. He has. Now suddenly, he gives it all up for you. I do not want him hurt. I will not have him hurt. If I have served Gaia, I deserve a reward - and my reward is your assurance that Janov Pelorat's well-being will be preserved."
"Shall I pretend I am a robot and answer you?"
Trevize said, "Yes. And right now."
"Very well, then. Suppose I am a robot, Trev, and suppose I am in a position of supervision. Suppose there are a few, a very few, who have a similar role to myself and suppose we rarely meet. Suppose that our driving force is the need to care for human beings and suppose there are no true humans beings on Gaia, because all are part of an overall planetary being.
"Suppose that it fulfills us to care for Gaia - but not entirely. Suppose there is something primitive in us that longs for a human being in the sense that existed when robots were first formed and designed. Don't mistake me; I do not claim to be age-old (assuming I am a robot). I am as old as I told you I was or, at least, (assuming I am a robot) that has been the term of my existence. Still, (assuming I am a robot) my fundamental design would be as it always was and I would long to care for a true human being.
"Pel is a human being. He is not part of Gaia. He is too old to ever become a true part of Gaia. He wants to stay on Gaia with me, for he does not have the feelings about me that you have. He does not think that I am a robot. Well, I want him, too. If you assume that I am a robot, you see that I would. I am capable of all human reactions and I would love him. If you were to insist I was a robot, you might not consider me capable of love in some mystic human sense, but you would not be able to distinguish my reactions from that which you would call love - so what difference would it make?"
She stopped and looked at him - intransigently proud. Trevize said, "You are telling me that you would not abandon him?"
"If you assume that I am a robot, then you can see for yourself that by First Law I could never abandon him, unless he ordered me to do so and I were, in addition, convinced that he meant it and that I would be hurting him more by staying than by leaving."
"Would not a younger man..."
"What younger man? You are a younger man, but I do not conceive you as needing me in the same sense that Pel does, and, in fact, you do not want me, so that the First Law would prevent me from attempting to cling to you."
"Not me. Another younger man..."
"There is no other. Who is there on Gaia other than Pel and yourself that would qualify as human beings in the non-Gaian sense?"
Trevize said, more softly, "And if you are not a robot?"
"Make up your mind," said Bliss.
"I say, if you are not a robot?"
"Then I say that, in that case, you have no right to say anything at all. It is for myself and for Pel to decide."
Trev said, "Then I return to my first point. I want my reward and that reward is that you will treat him well. I won't press the point of your identity. Simply assure me, as one intelligence to another, that you will treat him well."
And Bliss said softly, "I will treat him well - not as a reward to you, but because I wish to. It is my earnest desire. I will treat him well." She called "Pel!" And again, "Pel!"
Pelorat entered from outside, "Yes, Bliss."
Bliss held out her hand to him. "I think Trev wants to say something."
Pelorat took her hand and Trevize then took the doubled hand in his two. "Janov," he said, "I am happy for both of you."
Pelorat said, "Oh, my dear fellow."
Trevize said, "I will probably be leaving Gaia. I go now to speak to Dom about that. I don't know when or if we will meet again, Janov, but, in any case, we did well together."
"We did well," said Pelorat, smiling.
"Good-bye, Bliss, and, in advance, thank you."
"Good-bye, Trev."
And Trevize, with a wave of his hand, left the house.
Dom said, "You did well, Trev. - But then, you did as I thought you would."
They were once more sitting over a meal, as unsatisfactory as the first had been, but Trevize did not mind. He might not be eating on Gaia again.
He said, "I did as I thought you would, but not, perhaps, for the reason you thought I would."
"Surely you were sure of the correctness of your decision."