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

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Roger Tennant, crossing the lawn, could see two of the three wings Dana was lying under a tree near the door, stretched out on a sort "Waiting for me?" Tennant asked the girl. face. He said, "So it's going to be you again, Dana. You'll be the "But you can't," he told her. "They're too clever." "Is this crop rotation or did you send for me?" she asked cynically. "I don't even want to think about him," said Tennant. "Let's get within Dana, just as he could feel the stirring toward her within himself—desire that both of them loathed because it was implanted within them by their captors. The other two women were sitting in the heptagonal central hall. Tennant wondered how she maintained it in place, for despite her recent double motherhood, she was almost flat of bosom. He asked her how she a female foreman in a garment-cutting shop before being captured and brought through. turned to Olga, broad, blonde and curiously vital, who sat perfectly Tennant wanted to put an encouraging hand on her shoulder, to say other two, especially Dana, upon him, he could not. in a harem, even when it's supposedly my own." "You're not doing so badly," Dana replied acidly. "Let's get the meal ordered," said Dana and they were all silent, Tennant finished with his order, then got busy with his surprise. straight legs that resembled dark polished wood. Tennant went to it, Tennant watched the girls as a sweet-voiced crooner began to ply an unfamiliar love lyric to a melody whose similarity to a thousand She looked at the radio, at Tennant, at the other two women, then back Eudalia grinned at Tennant and, rising, did a sort of tap dance to the Dana stood almost in the center of the room, carmine-tipped fingers Tennant caught Dana looking at him and there was near approval in her Tennant's meat looked like steak, it felt like steak, but, lacking the Dana said suddenly, "I named the boy Tom, after somebody I hate almost Eudalia laid down her fork with a clatter and regarded Dana "Thanks, Eudalia," said Tennant. "I think I can defend myself. But "Rog," said Dana, looking suddenly scared, "I'm sorry I snapped at you. He shook his head. "No, Dana, you're not changing. You're adapting. We "We may be in the eleventh for all I know," he told her. "But I'll "Why do they do it—the other way, I mean?" asked Dana. Tennant shrugged. "I don't know. I've been thinking about it. I suppose it's because they're pretty human." " Human! " Dana was outraged. "Do you call it human to—" considerable danger and, probably, expense of some kind. Some of them don't come back. They kill those of us who put up a fight. Those who don't—or can't—they bring back with them. Live or dead, we're just things they do—stuffing people, mounting their heads, keeping them on display in their—their whatever they live in. You call that human, we're the hunters, the breeders, the trophy collectors. In the other"—he shrugged—"we're the trophies." There was a long silence. They finished eating and then Dana stood up angrier way. The infants, protected by cellophane-like coverlets, were asleep. "Good," said Tennant, fighting down his anger. He kissed her, held her close, although neither of them felt desire at the moment. Their it wasn't Eudalia's turn. Tennant said, "I wish I could do something about this. I hate seeing Dana so bitter and over. He had felt the inner tug of command, said good-by to the women The captor Tennant called Opal Tennant knew, meant nothing Communication was telepathic. Tennant could have yodeled or yelled Tennant suspected that the captors could hear somewhere along the The command was as clear as if it had been spoken aloud. Tennant took a weren't mastering some of the alleged Guru arts. At once he felt probing investigation. Opal, like the rest of the captors, was as curious as a cat—or a human being. Tennant sat against a wall, drenched with sweat. There would be endless Opal was nervous, so much so that he revealed more than he intended. Or perhaps that was his intent Tennant could never be sure. They were going through to Tennant's own dimension. He wondered briefly just what sort of ultradimensional television set, but to Tennant it was as Opal was annoyed that Tennant could make nothing of it. Then came the Tennant wondered, cynically, what would happen if he were to demand Waiting, Tennant tried not to think of his wife, of the fact that he "Is Mrs. Tennant in?" he asked. house." Then, "When do you expect Mrs. Tennant?" Tennant stared after her puzzledly until the kitchen door swung shut there would be in a ghastly spot. He felt like a heel for wanting to leave them there, then knew that he would try somehow to get them out. Not, of course, anything that would endanger his remaining with Agatha the only way his captors would get him back would be as a taxidermist's specimen. He realized, shocked and scared, that his thoughts of escape had It was like being let out of a cage. Tennant grinned at the bookcase Your wife and a man are approaching the house. Tennant shook his head, stiff and defiant in his chair. The punishment, Opal had been too interested in the next lab specimen to bother about his thoughts—that was why he had been free to think of escape. Tennant closed his eyes, willed himself to the front window. Now that him to do he was to play the Judas goat ... or rather the Judas ram, leading another victim to the fourth-dimensional pen. Grim, he watched the swoop of headlights in the driveway and returned Her voice faded out as she saw Tennant standing there. She was wearing groomed, more assured than his memory of her. It was his turn to freeze. Unbelieving, Tennant studied his successor. out of hand, but whose inherent aggressive grace had not yet deserted "You know, Cass," Tennant said quietly, "I never for a moment dreamed "Roger," repeated Tennant viciously. He felt sick with disgust. Maybe it was, with all of them going through their paces like a trio of "Sorry," said Tennant. "I've had my troubles, too." Agatha was scared "Decent of you," said Tennant. He got up, crossed to the cabinet that right to know. I do, anyway." desperately for six years, and he no longer wanted her. He was acutely "I don't know about you," he said, "but I suspect we're in the same try to make trouble for Agatha, I can promise...." " What "Tristan and Isolde," said Tennant, grinning almost happily. "Well, Deliberately, Tennant poured himself a second drink. This might be Tennant knew now why he was the only male human the captors had been had been sitting there, unconscious, ripe fruit on their doorstep. They had simply picked him up. Otherwise, apparently, men were next to impossible for them to capture. All they could do was kill them and bring back their heads and hides whatever they were, worked more efficiently on females. A difference in body chemistry or psychology, perhaps. More than once, during his long training with Opal, Tennant had sent questing thoughts toward his captor, asking why they didn't simply set up the gateway in some town or city and take as many humans as they

<question>:
What is the dynamic between Tennant and Dana?

<options>:
A They are professional colleagues
B They are former romantic partners
C They are captives in a forced relationship
D They are co-conspirators in a plot to kidnap humans

<answer>:

C