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My business was not to console her, not to tell her not to be afraid, not to give her the comfort of another human presence. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #13)

I assumed she would be safe, as she had been on countless nights and so I went on. I thought I heard her weep, and supposed that she did so for herself, because she was frightened. I continued down the passageway. My business was not to console her, not to tell her not to be afraid, not to give her the comfort of another human presence. My business was with the dread denizens of these dim passageways which had so inspired her terror; my business was not that of the comforter or friend, but that of the warrior. As I went down the passageway I looked into the various chambers, identical with my own, which lined it. Each, like mine, lacked a gate or door, and had for its entrance only that massive portal, perhaps some twelve feet wide and eighteen feet high. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)