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

<passage>:
"Splinter" Wood grinned. "Seems to me, Kerry," he remarked humorously, "that you don't like much Splinter rolled his six foot three of lanky body into a more "Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!" Splinter reached out lazily, plucked the capsules from "All right, all right!" Splinter tucked the capsule box back into his "Gracious!" Splinter said in mock horror. They made a strange contrast as they lay in their air bunks. Splinter passing years, he had flight-tested almost every new experimental ship, had flown them with increasing skill, had earned a reputation as a trouble shooter on any kind of craft. presentations and Kerry Blane had heard them all, had thanked the donors of the gifts. But it was not until the next morning, when he was dressed in civilian clothes for the first time in forty years, that he realized the enormity of the thing that had happened to his life. passed away, leaving him suddenly shrunken and old. He had become like a rusty old freighter couched between the gleaming bodies of great space warriors. he had dry-rotted there, waiting hopefully for the moment when his active services would be needed again. It was there that he had met and liked the ungainly Splinter Wood. Splinter Wood was a probationary pilot, had been admitted to the "Ten to one we don't get back!" Splinter said pessimistically. tone, and a nostalgic twinge touched his heart, for he was remembering the days of his youth when he had a full life to look forward to. "If you're afraid, you can get out and walk back," he snapped "Sorry to disappoint you, glory grabber," he said mockingly, "but I've got definite orders to take care of you." " "Of course!" Splinter grinned. Kerry Blane exploded, words spewing volcanically forth. Splinter relaxed, his booted foot beating out a dull rhythm to the colorful language learned through almost fifty years of spacing. And at last, "Seventy-eight new words—and you swore them beautifully!" Splinter They laughed then, Old Kerry Blane and young Splinter Wood, and the warmth of their friendship was a tangible thing in the small control-room of the cruiser. had wrenched open a wall door, removed metal medicine kits, and was fumbling through their contents. He felt the bite of the hypodermic, felt a deadly numbness replace the raging torment that had been his for seconds. He swallowed three capsules automatically, passed into a coma-like sleep, woke hours later to stare clear-eyed into Splinter's "Close enough!" Splinter agreed relievedly. "If you had followed my "Forget it!" Splinter flushed in quick embarrassment. "What's it really like?" Splinter asked impatiently. place to set a ship on." He yawned again, drifted instantly into sleep, relaxing with the ability of a spaceman who sleeps when and if he can. Splinter smiled down at his sleeping partner, then turned back to the quartzite port. He shook his head a bit, remembering the stories he had heard about the Splinter Wood watched breathlessly from the vision port, his long face and twisted uneasily over the surface of the planet. Kerry Blane glanced tolerantly at his young companion, felt a nostalgic adventure flaming in his heart. Now, his aged but steady fingers rested lightly on the controls, brought the patrol cruiser closer to the cloud-banks on the line of "Val Kenton died there," Splinter whispered softly, "Died to save the Splinters shivered slightly. "Do you think we'll find it?" he asked. a few miles below. Gravity was full strength now, and although not as great as Earth's, was still strong enough to bring a sense of giddiness to the men. "Here we go!" Splinter said tonelessly. Splinter Wood watched him with awe in his eyes, seeing for the first brilliant competence of his companion. Seconds flowed into moments, and the moments merged into one another, Kerry Blane heard Splinter's instant sigh of unbelief. Splinter turned a wondering face. "But the official reports say that felt tired and worn, his body aching from the space bends of a few hours before. "Take over," he said wearily. "Take the ship North, and watch for any Splinter nodded, rested his long hands on the controls. The space that thrill he had experienced when he had first flashed his single-man cruiser through the clouds years before. Then the breath caught in his throat, and he tapped his companion's arm. "Brrrr!" Splinter shivered in sudden horror. Kerry Blane chuckled dryly. "Feel like going for a swim?" he asked Splinter shook his head, watched the scene disappear from view to the island shaped like a turtle. However, our orders are to investigate Splinter buckled on his dis-gun, excitement flaring in his eyes. turtle-island, make a landing, and take a look around. Later, if we're speed within minutes, handling the controls with a familiar dexterity. He said nothing, searched the gleaming ocean for the smudge of blackness that would denote another island. His gaze flicked amusedly, now and then, to the lanky Splinter who scowled moodily and toyed with the dis-gun in his long hands. "Cheer up, lad," Kerry Blane said finally. "I think you'll find plenty to occupy your time shortly." "Maybe?" Splinter said gloomily. He idly swallowed another vitamin capsule, grinned, when he saw Kerry west. His keen eyes lighted, when he finally made out the turtle-like the snoring Splinter. "Huh? Whuzzat?" Splinter grunted, rolled to his elbow. "Oh!" Splinter swung his feet from the bunk, peered from the vision port, sleepiness instantly erased from his face. "Hot damn!" he chortled. "Now we'll see a little action!" Splinter rubbed his hands together, sighed like a boy seeing his first "Right!" Splinter's fingers were all thumbs in his excitement. the short had ruined the entire control system. For one interminable second, he saw the uncanny uprush of the island Splinter Wood laughed, almost hysterically, mopped at his forehead with a wet handkerchief. "I thought you were dead!" he said simply. Splinter moved away, sat down tiredly on the edge of a bunk. He shook "We seem to have done it," he said dully. Kerry Blane nodded, clambered to his feet, favoring his broken arm. He leaned over the control panel, inspecting the dials with a worried gaze. Slowly, his eyes lightened, and his voice was almost cheerful as he swung about. "Everything is more or less okay," he said. "The board will have to Splinter looked up from his task of bandaging his leg. "What caused the incredulous Splinter. "By the three tails of a Martian sand-pup, I Splinter flushed, seemed to be fumbling for words. After a bit, Kerry Splinter nodded, opened the medical locker, worked with tape and Splinter Wood was silent, awed by the beauty and the tremendous size of damage done by the crash, evaluating the situation with a practiced gaze. He nodded slowly, retraced his steps, and stood looking at the furrow plowed in the sand. Splinter nodded, dropped into the open port. A moment later, he flipped He stood, leaning against the ship, watching as Splinter picked up out-stretched toward the defective weapon. Splinter gaped at the gun in Splinter lifted the second gun, pressed the stud, gazed white-faced at

<question>:
How did Splinter feel about being with Kerry on the turtle-shaped island?

<options>:
A Angry with him that they had crashed
B Terrified to be alone with him
C Pitiful that he had broken his arm
D Relieved to have his experience at hand

<answer>:

D