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

<passage>:
By HANNES BOK She prayed that a God would come from the skies and carry her away to bright adventures. But gigantic child. There was no sign of clear sky and stars—the heavens were roofed by a perpetual ceiling of dust-clouds. A light glimmered in one of the huts. Feminine voices rippled across Venusian speech, "How I envy you, Koroby! I wish I were being married tonight, like you!" Koroby stared defiantly at the laughing faces of her bridesmaids. She shrugged hopelessly. "I don't care," she said slowly. "It will be nice know." She tightened her lips as she reflected on it. She left them, moving gracefully to the door. Venus-girls were generally of truly elfin proportions, so delicately slim that they seemed incapable of the slightest exertion. But Koroby's body was—compared to her friends'—voluptuous. She rested against the door-frame, watching the red of the afterglow deepen to purple. "I want romance," she said, so softly that the girls had to strain forward to hear her. "I wish that there were other worlds than this—and that someone would drop out of the skies and claim me ... and take me away from here, away from all this—this monotony!" "Well—heigh-ho! There don't seem to be any other worlds, and nobody is trilled softly to herself, "Yes, I am beautiful tonight—the loveliest woman Yasak will ever see!" And then, regretfully, sullenly, "But oh, if only Koroby twirled before the mirror, criticizing her appearance. "Yes, "Shall we go now?" Koroby asked, and the litter-carrier nodded. Koroby whenever you can!" "Goodbye, Koroby!" "Goodbye! Goodbye!" They crowded around her, embracing, babbling farewells, shreds of advice. Trossa began to cry. Finally Koroby broke old litter that Koroby had been watching come and go ever since she was a little girl, a canopied framework of gaudily-painted carvings. She had wondered, watching it pass, whether its cushioned floor was soft, and now, as she stepped into the litter, she patted the padding them, she felt like a bird in a strange nest. She leaned back among them "You're comfortable?" the litter bearer asked. Koroby nodded, and the Koroby fingered the flowers around her throat, her eyes rapt on the along, and Koroby heard one of the bearers exclaim gruffly, "Listen!" Koroby peered out. "A Koroby lifted a hand. "Stop the litter," she said. The conveyance halted. Koroby leaning out, the men peering around them, Then the girl heard it—a shrill, distant whine, dying away, then growing louder—and louder—it seemed to be approaching—from the sky— louder—Koroby's hands clenched nervously on the wreaths at her throat— certainly not thunder—unlike any sound that Koroby had ever heard. poles to their shoulders. "Shall we go on?" one of them asked Koroby. shining steadily, green as the flashes had been. Noticing it, Koroby Suddenly Koroby reached out, tapped the shoulder of the closet bearer. knows how far away that light is? Besides, you're on your way to be married." Koroby stepped out to the path, straightened up, her eyes on the glow. The girl whirled impatiently on the others. "Hurry!" she cried. "If you won't take me, I'll go by myself. I must get to that fire, whatever it is!" She put a hand to her heart. "I must! I must!" Then she faced the Grumbling, they bent to the conveyance's poles, and Koroby lithely They were exhausted and panting. Koroby was walking beside them, for they had abandoned the litter finally. Her blue drapery was ripped and rumpled her carefully-arranged braids had fallen loose dust on her face had hid its youthful color, aging her. Koroby stopped short, clasping her hands and involuntarily uttering a Koroby hastily grasped a corner of her gown, moistened it with saliva, whispered urgently, reaching after her, but Koroby pushed him away. The But Koroby, with supreme confidence, walked toward the stranger, her almost frightening, unhuman, mechanical. It was unlined and without The stranger did not speak, merely gazed deeply into Koroby's eyes. And she, returning the gaze, wondered if he was peering into her very soul. The words of a folk-ballad came to her: peering into hers as though he were searching for something he had lost in them. She spoke her thought: "What are you doing? You seem to be reading my mind!" such a wonderful voice—it was as she had always dreamed it! But she had never really believed in the dream.... Koroby watched him, forgot her fear, and went eagerly to him, took his pointed at the metal globe. "The vehicle by which I came here from a land beyond the sky," he said. She had no concept of stars or space, and he could not fully explain. "From a world known as Terra." She was silent a moment, stunned. So there was another world! Then she asked, "Is it far? Have you come to take me there?" Here the similarity between her dream and actual experience ended. Terra—it is incredibly far away." whisper. They watched the melting globe sag on the sand. Then Koroby "I read your mind," he explained indifferently. "I have a remarkable memory." "Remarkable indeed!" she mocked. "No one here could do that." "But my race is infinitely superior to yours," he said blandly. "You "You see nothing about me worthy of your respect? Are you infinitely Koroby cut him short. "What's your name?" "What do you mean, you have none?" gripped Koroby's shoulder, and his strength made her wince—"tell me, said to Koroby, "I realize from the pictures in your mind that there litter bearers and Koroby could barely drag themselves with him. The He handed the stick to Koroby, but she was afraid to touch it. This was But at last she could go no farther. She had forced herself along because she wanted to impress this indifferent man that she was not as inferior as he might think—but now she could not go on. With a little cry almost of relief, she sank to the ground and lay semi-conscious, so weary that the very pain of it seemed on the point of pleasure. It was day. Koroby sat up in bed and scanned her surroundings. She was "Oh," Koroby said disappointedly, and sat upright. "I feel as if I'd that I'm in love with you?" He shrugged. "I believe you don't know what love is!" "I had a faint idea of it when I looked into your mind," he said. "I'm afraid I haven't any use for it. Where I come from there is no love, and there shouldn't be here, either. It's a waste of time." sprang at him. "You'll hurt yourself," he admonished kindly, and after she had Koroby huddled on a chair, sobbing. Then she dried her eyes on the him like the spreading wake of a boat. Koroby stood on tip-toe, waving ladder, they roared. Koroby was running back toward the City now, away Koroby reached the City wall, panted through the gate into a shrieking crowd. Someone grasped her roughly—she was too breathless to do more than gasp for air—and shook her violently. "You fool, you utter fool! What did you think you were doing?" Others clamored around her, They watched the conflagration, Yasak and Koroby, from a higher part of

<question>:
Why does Koroby not have a concept of space?

<options>:
A She has never been able to see space or stars because clouds always cover the sky on Venus
B She is a robot with no ability to think abstractly
C She and all the other inhabitants of Venus are blind
D She is too young to understand the idea of space

<answer>:

A