Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
HER ONLY PASSION WAS BEAUTY—BEAUTY WHICH WOULD LAST FOREVER. AND FOR IT—SHE'D DO ANYTHING! Ninon stretched. And purred, almost. There was something lazily catlike they once had, only she knew that, too. But they would again , she told herself fiercely. She caught herself. She had let down her guard for an instant, and a frown had started. She banished it imperiously. Frowns—just one frown—could start a wrinkle! And nothing was as stubborn as a wrinkle. No one else could see it—yet. But Ninon could! Again the frown almost came, and again she scourged it fiercely into the back of her mind. Time was her enemy. But she had had other enemies, and destroyed them, one way or another, cleverly or ruthlessly as circumstances demanded. Time, too, could be destroyed. Or enslaved. Ninon sorted through her meagre store of remembered reading. Some old philosopher had said, "If you can't whip 'em, join 'em!" Crude, but apt. Ninon wanted to smile. But smiles made wrinkles, too. She was content to feel that sureness of power in her grasp—the certain knowledge that she, first of all people, would turn Time on itself and destroy it. She would be youthful again. She would thread through the ages to come, like the cloth of years that would engarment her eternal youth. Ninon knew Ninon! The door chimes tinkled intimately. Ninon glanced at her watch—Robert the desire he felt, Ninon knew, when he saw her. He took one quick step "Ninon, my darling," he whispered huskily. Ninon did not have to make her voice throaty any more, and that annoyed her too. Once she had had to do it deliberately. But now, through the years, it had deepened. "Not yet, Robert," she whispered. She let him feel the slight but firm resistance so nicely calculated to breach his own watched the deepening flush of his cheeks with the clinical sureness that a thousand such "Ninon," he said, "you are so beautiful. Let me look at you for a long Again Ninon let him feel just a hint of resistance, and risked a tiny pout. "If you could just take me with you, Robert...." Ninon said, "But that's three hours, Robert." "Yes, Ninon.... Oh, yes." The young spaceman's eyes were puzzled, hurt. "But Ninon, I've told you Ninon let her gray-green eyes narrow ever so slightly as she leaned away "... or very old, no longer the Ninon I know ... oh, all right. But you "Will it work?" Ninon could not keep the avid greediness out of her Robert said, hesitantly, "We think it will. I'll know better by this Robert leaned forward and buried his face in the silvery-blonde hair which swept down over Ninon's shoulders. This time Ninon permitted herself a wrinkling smile. If she was right, glows a suave, perfumed dusk as precisely calculated as was the exact rate at which she let all resistance ebb from her body. Ninon's arms stole around his neck. "The lights," she whispered, "and a The boy did not seem to remember about the third click. Ninon was not Robert fought back from the stubborn grasp of sleep. "So soon?" he "And I'm going with you," Ninon said. This brought him fully awake. "I'm sorry, Ninon. You can't!" He sat up Ninon watched him with envious eyes, waiting until he was fully alert. chuckled. "The way you said it, Ninon, almost had me believing you. You Ninon's voice was cold. She repeated it: "I am fifty-two years old. I Ninon slapped him. For that Ninon could have killed him. As he turned to leave, her hand Ninon said, "You'll never make that flight without me.... Watch!" together on the couch, beginning at the moment Ninon had pressed the three buttons earlier. Robert's arms were around her, his face buried in But of what use is it to you? I have neither money nor power. I'll be gone from this Earth in an hour. And you'll be gone from it, permanently—at your age—before I get back. I have nothing to lose, and you have nothing to gain." Venomous with triumph, Ninon's voice was harsh even to her ears. "On the moments, wordless, at Ninon. Then in defeated tones he said, "You scheming witch! What do you want?" There was no time to gloat over her victory. That would come later. Robert did not offer to help her into the car, but got in first and Ninon said, "Tell me, Robert, isn't it true that if a clock recedes from Robert flicked a curious glance at her. "If you could watch them from Ninon rushed on. She had studied that book carefully. "And if people travel faster than light, a lot faster, they'll grow younger, won't they?" "I'll try to be sorry for you, Robert." Ninon felt again for her beta-gun as he stared at her for a long minute, The young man's words seemed to imply a secret knowledge that Ninon did staring at the ship, staring through the ports at Ninon where she lay, "Hardly, Madame," he said, with a condescending chuckle. "Then make it go faster!" she screamed. "And faster and faster—hurry! What are we waiting for?" drawn from the strain of the long acceleration. Despite herself, Ninon plotted in advance all operations are plotted. There is nothing we can do but wait. The light drive will cut in at the planned time." "Time! Wait! That's all I hear!" Ninon shrieked. "Do something!" up still more, till it could no longer be felt. But Ninon, as she looked back behind them—and saw shining specks of glittering blackness falling away to melt into the sootiness Youthful, and gay, and alive and happy.... Tell me, Robert, do you feel Ninon lay in the acceleration sling, gaining strength, and—she now, Robert?" He did not answer, and Ninon kept on talking. "How long have we been going, Robert?" It's the excitement , she told herself. After all, no other woman, ever, had gone back through the uncounted light-years behind them—or before them. And she would still continue to grow younger and younger.... looking much younger, Robert," she said. "Yes, I think you are becoming He said, "I'm afraid our scientists will have some new and interesting data on the effects of time in relation to time. Before long we'll begin to decelerate. It won't be easy or pleasant. I'll try to make you as comfortable as possible." Ninon felt her face go white and stiff with rage. "What do you mean?" Robert said, coldly brutal, "You're looking your age, Ninon. Every year Ninon snatched out the little beta-gun, then, leveled it and fired. And discharged their energy and ceased to sparkle, leaving only a thin film of dust over all. After a while Ninon got up again from the sling and made her way to the Robert was gone—there would be many young men, men her own age, when way back into the System which had borne it. Ninon watched through the But no matter—she was still Ninon. She was young and beautiful. And died away—and the ship—and Ninon—rested, quietly, serenely, while the safety, watching with alert curiosity. Then an engineer ventured close, and said, "The workmanship is similar parallel time stream, where there is a system with planets and peoples like us." scientists say that if one could travel faster than the speed of light one could live in reverse. So when we get old we'll go out in space, very, very fast, and we'll grow young again, together!"

<question>:
What best describes the relationship between Ninon and Robert?

<options>:
A Neither character knows about or cares for the other too much.
B They're friends with benefits but each wants a more committed relationship with the other person.
C They're lifelong friends who care for each other.
D They become rivals who'll stop at nothing to ensure the other fails to accomplish their goal.

<answer>:

A