 Which best describes the relationship between the protagonists?
For Click and Irish were marooned on the pirate's asteroid—their only weapons a single gun and a news-reel camera. [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Planet Stories Spring 1944. Hathaway only knew he was picked up and hurled against a lever-bank, and that Marnagan wasn't long in following, swearing loud words. A sweeter one still of Marnagan beating hell out of the controls and keeping his words to himself until just now. "Is this what ?" yelled Marnagan inside his helmet. They both waited, thrust against the shipside and held by a hand of gravity; listening to each other's breathing hard in the earphones. Hathaway felt himself grabbed; he and Marnagan rattled around—human dice in a croupier's cup. The best scenes in life never reach film, or an audience. They stood in the middle of a pocked, time-eroded meteor plain that stretched off, dipping down into silent indigo and a rash of stars. Or was suffocation a better death...? If it's proof you want, I've got it here, on film." "It's not proof we need now, Click. Oh, God, this would make great news-release stuff if we ever get back to Earth. After that—right or wrong—you'll be Cosmic Films prettiest unmoving, unbreathin' genius. It's times like this when we all need words, any words, on our tongues. Progeny from Frankenstein's ARK. some tubular and fat, others like thin white poisonous whips slashing along in the air. Hathaway made it first, Marnagan bellowing just behind him. Something about these monsters and Gunther and— "Which one will you be having?" asked Irish, casually. You're doing nothing but sitting, looking like a little boy locked in a bedroom closet, so take me a profile shot of the beasties and myself." Montage. Death was near and they had sweaty faces, dry mouths and frozen guts. So what's the best weapon, which dispenses with losing valuable, rare ships and a small bunch of men? Super-gravity and a couple of well-tossed meteors. It all looks like Nature was responsible. Looks like accidental death instead of murder, if the Patrol happens to land and finds us. Self-developing film. The first light struck film-surface, destroyed one chemical, leaving imprints; the second exposure simply hardened, secured the impressions. "Huh?" "It's a strange process'll develop my picture and ignore the asteroid monsters complete."
 They work together and are able to coordinate with each other pretty well.
 They're friendly but their friendship detracts from their ability to problem-solve and be productive.  They're both in a tough situation but their hatred for one another pushes them to work independently.  They work together and are able to coordinate with each other pretty well.  They don't like each other too much; they put up with each other at best.