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

<passage>:
MANNERS AND CUSTOMS OF THE THRID The Thrid were the wisest creatures in space—they even said so themselves! The real trouble was that Jorgenson saw things as a business man does. But also, and contradictorily, he saw them as right and just, or as wrong and intolerable. As a business man, he should have kept his mind on business and never bothered about Ganti. As a believer in right and Jorgenson had stood it longer than most because in spite of their convictions he liked the Thrid. Their minds did do outside loops, and come up with intolerable convictions. But they were intelligent enough. They had steam-power and even steam-driven atmosphere fliers, but they humans simply couldn't accept—even though it applied only to Thrid. The ordinary Thrid, with whom Jorgenson did business, weren't bad all the Thrid—and when Jorgenson finished his breakfast a high Thrid Jorgenson went out, scowling, and exchanged the customary ceremonial listened reverently, "on this day did Glen-U the Never-Mistaken, as have been his predecessors throughout the ages —on this day did the Jorgenson reflected sourly that the governors and the rulers of the past Grand Panjandrums had spoken highly of the trading post. Jorgenson of all the intolerable things that the Thrid took as a matter of course. If Jorgenson had reacted solely as a business man he'd have gave the loot back. Then the trading could resume. But Jorgenson didn't contradict him. It could even be dangerous. Jorgenson was in a nasty The Witnesses murmured reverently: "We hear the words of the Never-Mistaken Glen-U." Jorgenson, boiling inside, nevertheless knew what he was doing. He said There was an idiom in Thrid speech that had exactly the meaning of the human phrase. Jorgenson used it. contradicted the Grand Panjandrum! Nobody! The Thrid had noticed long ago that they were the most intelligent race in the universe. Since that was so, obviously they must have the most perfect government. But no government could be perfect if its officials made mistakes. So fundamental fact in the culture of the Thrid. Jorgenson. "Like hell you will!" "Is mistaken!" said Jorgenson bitingly. "He's wrong! The Rim Stars the ultimate of indecorous behavior toward a virgin Pelean princess. "I won't give him anything! I'm not even vanishing from sight! Glen-U is wrong about that, too! Now—git!" Jorgenson stamped into the trading-post building. His eyes were stormy Jorgenson laid the matter indignantly before him, repeating the exact The trading-post theologian quivered. Jorgenson made things much worse. unknown consequences for any Thrid who might be nearby. When Jorgenson opened a door to kick him out of it, the whole staff of Jorgenson swore impartially at all of them and turned the shocker-field the trading-post. He put blasters in handy positions. The Thrid used probably typical. But it wasn't Jorgenson's affair. He'd been unwise to let it disturb him. If the Thrid wanted things this way, it was their In theory, no Thrid should ever make a mistake, because he belonged was even more intelligent. If an ordinary Thrid challenged a local Thrid could contrive. If he was mad, he was confined for life. There'd been Ganti, a Thrid of whom Jorgenson had had much hope. He Jorgenson had been training Ganti for this work. Jorgenson had fumed—but not as a business man—when the transfer took contrary idea. But he moped horribly, and Jorgenson talked sardonically Jorgenson couldn't find out what had become of him. Dour reflection on Now that the new Grand Panjandrum had moved against him, Jorgenson made better. For the Thrid themselves. Here he thought not as a business And Jorgenson was slated to vanish from sight and never again be be in the position of a Thrid whom everybody knew was mistaken. With Jorgenson dozed lightly. Then more heavily. Then more heavily still. of the sirens that should have awakened Jorgenson. Jorgenson would be gone and the trading post confiscated. It would be Jorgenson swore fluently and with passion. Jorgenson changed from human-speech profanity to Thrid. He directed apparently without emotion. When Jorgenson ran out of breath, the voice Jorgenson switched back to human swearing. Then he blended both rotors went on, and Jorgenson swore both as a business man and a deflected by something large and solid. Jorgenson even heard deep-bass clothing like Jorgenson and darkened by the sun. That figure came Thrid laid Jorgenson down. at the sky. There was an impact nearby, of something dropped. Jorgenson Thrid voice—amazingly, a familiar Thrid voice—said: "This is not good, Jorgenson. Who did you contradict?" The Thrid was Ganti, of whom Jorgenson had once had hopes as a business Jorgenson glared around. The island was roughly one hundred feet by showed foliage of sorts. That was all. Jorgenson ground his teeth. His calmness sobered Jorgenson. As a business man, he was moved to make He accepted it. But Jorgenson frowned. small pinnacle. There was shadow. Jorgenson crawled into it, and found "How'd this happen?" demanded Jorgenson the business man. Jorgenson glowered. That was his reaction as a person. Then he gestured Jorgenson ground his teeth a second time. He offered food. Jorgenson ate, scowling. Afterward, near sundown, he was the cordage with which Jorgenson had been lowered. There was the Even the dried seaweed bed was not comfortable. Jorgenson slept badly Jorgenson was physically adjusted to the island. But neither as a himself for staying on Thriddar after he became indignant with the way felt such hatred of the manners and customs of the Thrid—which had something he'd never noticed before, he told of the incredible conditioning-education of the young members of his race. They learned that they must never make a mistake. Never! It did not matter if they were unskilled or inefficient. It did not matter if they accomplished differing from officials who could not make mistakes. So Thrid younglings were trained not to think not to have any opinion about anything they were told by authority. It occurred to Jorgenson that on a planet Then, another time, Jorgenson decided to make use of the weathering Jorgenson found that a fish-fillet, strongly squeezed and wrung like a If Jorgenson had been only a businessman, it would have had no the Thrid who had condemned him for life to this small island. He saw thinking. The matter needed much thought. Ganti left him alone. But by sunset he'd worked it out. While they watched Thrid's red sun Ganti looked skeptical. Jorgenson explained. He had to demonstrate crudely. The whole idea was novel to Ganti, but the Thrid were smart. Jorgenson realized that they talked oddly. They spoke with leisurely discussing a matter that would not affect either of them. But Jorgenson That, of course, did not seem either to him or Jorgenson a reason to hesitate to try what Jorgenson had planned. untwisting of more of the rope that had lowered Jorgenson. It went on practiced. When it came again they were not practicing, but when it went away they practiced. They were a naked man and a naked Thrid, left upon a morsel of rock in a boundless sea, rehearsing themselves in an art so long-forgotten that they had to reinvent the finer parts of the technique. They experimented. They tried this. They tried that. each other a full share. Once they seemed to fight over the dropped bag. The copter hovered to watch. The fight seemed furious and deadly, but inconclusive.

<question>:
In what way was Jorgenson’s reasoning similar to that of the Thrid?

<options>:
A Neither required evidence to draw conclusions
B Neither allowed nuance
C Both were skeptical of novel ideas
D Both followed intuition

<answer>:

B