 How does Joe feel about Brett-James and Reston-Farrell?
And at that moment, the universe caved inward upon Joseph Marie Prantera. Joe had been born in Naples and his mother had died in childbirth. Lawrence Reston-Farrell said, "You are not being constrained. It opened on his approach, the door sliding back into the wall in much the same manner as the room's door had opened for Reston-Farrell. Reston-Farrell said, "I am afraid, Mr. Salviati-Prantera, that these are the only garments available. Reston-Farrell said compassionately, "Try this, it's excellent cognac." Joe Prantera stared at him, said finally, flatly, "What's it all about?" Reston-Farrell had approached the door by which he had entered and it reopened for him. Two were seated there now, papers, books and soiled coffee cups before them. Reston-Farrell, the one Joe had already met, was tall and drawn of face and with a chainsmoker's nervousness. Reston-Farrell said, "May I present my colleague, Citizen Warren Brett-James? Brett-James nodded to him, friendly, so far as Joe could see. Reston-Farrell said, "Of course," and then something else Joe didn't get. Reston-Farrell said, "I am afraid we are confusing you. Reston-Farrell said, "Suffice to say, you are now one hundred and seventy-three years after the last memory you have." Reston-Farrell said, "Mr. Prantera, we have brought you from your era to perform a task for us." For the second time, Reston-Farrell said, "Where would you go, Mr. Prantera?" The two men of the future said nothing more for long minutes while Joe Prantera's mind whirled its confusion. Reston-Farrell went on, ignoring the interruption. Joe Prantera's irritation over this whole complicated mess was growing. Reston-Farrell had come to his feet and walked to one of the large room's windows. Joe snapped: "Everything you guys say sounds crazy. I know whatcha mean—like wars, and depressions and dictators and like that." Our pedagogues are hard put to convince their students that such ever existed. The second industrial revolution was accompanied by revolutionary changes in almost every field, certainly in every science. Your ancestors found, Mr. Prantera, that it is difficult for a man to be free so long as others are still enslaved. Today the democratic ethic has reached a pinnacle never dreamed of in your own era."
 Joe thinks they are ridiculous and that Howard Temple-Tracy would make a better associate.
 Joe is a little intimidated by them as they seem to be significantly more educated than he is.  Joe doesn't know what to think. There's no such thing as time travel. He must be going crazy.  Joe thinks they are ridiculous and that Howard Temple-Tracy would make a better associate.  Joe thinks they are cowards as they are unable to kill their enemy themselves.