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

<passage>:
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 wrong, it would have been wiser for him to have stayed off the planet Thriddar altogether. Thriddar was no place for him, anyhow you look at it. On this particular morning it was especially the wrong place for him to be trying to live and do business. He woke up thinking of Ganti, and in consequence he was in a bad mood right away. Most humans couldn't take the sort of thing that went on on Thriddar. Most of them wanted to use missile weapons—which the Thrid Jorgenson went out, scowling, and exchanged the customary ceremonial shouldn't have much to worry about. He waited. He thought of Ganti. He scowled. by the operation of truth, vanish from sight and nevermore be seen face to face by any rational being." feel only like a business man this morning. He thought of Ganti, who was a particular case of everything he disliked on Thriddar. contradict him. It could even be dangerous. Jorgenson was in a nasty Jorgenson, boiling inside, nevertheless knew what he was doing. He said human phrase. Jorgenson used it. Jorgenson. "Like hell you will!" Jorgenson stamped into the trading-post building. His eyes were stormy Jorgenson laid the matter indignantly before him, repeating the exact Grand Panjandrum had said so! "He also said," said Jorgenson irritably, "that I'm to vanish and nevermore be seen face to face by any rational being. How does that hysterically to be allowed to go home before Jorgenson vanished, with 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 sensibly as a human being. He'd gotten fed up with a social system and a—call it—theology it wasn't his business to change. True, the Thrid way of life was appalling, and what had happened to Ganti was probably typical. But it wasn't Jorgenson's affair. He'd been unwise to 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 believed that Ganti could learn to run the trading post without human supervision. If he could, the trading company could simply bring trade goods to Thriddar and take away other trade goods. The cost of doing Jorgenson had been training Ganti for this work. Ganti's wife wanted to enter his household. He added that Ganti wanted to yield her to him. Jorgenson had fumed—but not as a business man—when the transfer took place. But Ganti had been conditioned to believe that when a governor said he wanted to do something, he did. He couldn't quite grasp the Jorgenson couldn't find out what had become of him. Dour reflection on Ganti and countless others had been victims of capricious tyranny.... And Jorgenson was slated to vanish from sight and never again be Jorgenson dozed lightly. Then more heavily. Then more heavily still. Jorgenson would be gone and the trading post confiscated. It would be Jorgenson swore fluently and with passion. apparently without emotion. When Jorgenson ran out of breath, the voice creature could believe him mistaken. He declared you insane, and he cannot be wrong. So soon you will arrive where you are to be confined and no rational being will ever see you face to face." Jorgenson switched back to human swearing. Then he blended both Thrid laid Jorgenson down. "This is not good, Jorgenson. Who did you contradict?" The Thrid was Ganti, of whom Jorgenson had once had hopes as a business man, and for whose disaster he had felt indignation as something else. Jorgenson glared around. The island was roughly one hundred feet by "Go ahead," said Ganti grimly, "but it may be even worse than you think." He scrambled over the twisted stone of the island. He came back, of his own reaction, which was not a business-like one at all. Then he said dourly: "But he's still wrong. No rational being is supposed ever to see me face to face. But you do." "But I'm crazy," said Ganti calmly. "I tried to kill the governor who'd taken my wife. So he said I was crazy and that made it true. So I wasn't put in a chained group of laborers. Somebody might have seen had at least hundreds of generations in which to get used to injustice. He accepted it. But Jorgenson frowned. "You've got brains, Ganti. What's the chance of escape?" "None," said Ganti unemotionally. "You'd better get out of the sun. It'll burn you badly. Come along." "How'd this happen?" demanded Jorgenson the business man. "This is a prison," Ganti explained matter-of-factly. "They let me down here and dropped food and water for a week. They went away. I found there'd been another prisoner here before me. His skeleton was in Jorgenson glowered. That was his reaction as a person. Then he gestured Jorgenson ground his teeth a second time. "Or a wife," agreed Ganti. "Here!" He offered food. Jorgenson ate, scowling. Afterward, near sundown, he went over the island. was the cordage with which Jorgenson had been lowered. There was the was nothing to escape with. Nothing to make anything to escape with. Even the dried seaweed bed was not comfortable. Jorgenson slept badly and waked with aching muscles. Ganti assured him unemotionally that Jorgenson was physically adjusted to the island. But neither as a The seaweed had long, flexible stems of which no use whatever could be made. When it dried, it became stiff and brittle but without strength. Once Ganti abruptly began to talk of his youth. As if he were examining something he'd never noticed before, he told of the incredible they were told by authority. It occurred to Jorgenson that on a planet which caught fish could be let back into the sea so they were there when wanted but could not escape. They had used it for weeks when he saw Ganti, carrying it to place it where they left it overboard, swinging it idly back and forth as he walked. the swinging of the fish. It gave him an idea. He did not speak at all during all the rest of that day. He was 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 sink below the horizon, Jorgenson said thoughtfully: "There is a way to escape, Ganti." "On what? In what?" demanded Ganti. "In the helicopter that feeds us," said Jorgenson. "It never lands," said Ganti practically. "We can make it land," said Jorgenson. Thrid weren't allowed to make mistakes Ganti looked skeptical. Jorgenson explained. He had to demonstrate crudely. The whole idea was novel to Ganti, but the Thrid were smart. Presently he grasped it. He said: "I see the theory. If we can make it work, all right. But how do we Jorgenson realized that they talked oddly. They spoke with leisurely discussing a matter that would not affect either of them. But Jorgenson quivered inside. He hoped. "We'll try it," said Ganti detachedly, when he'd explained again. "If it fails, they'll only stop giving us food and water." When the copter went away Jorgenson and Ganti went briskly back to

<question>:
Why is Jorgenson allowed to speak to Ganti?

<options>:
A Ganti is his court-designated lawyer
B Ganti is a theologian, so he is supposed to re-educate Jorgenson to believe in the Thrid's religion
C Ganti has also disobeyed orders, so he is not considered a rational creature
D Ganti has lost his mind on the island, so he is not considered a rational creature

<answer>:

C