Of course, the hinge would be silent as a dream the next time he opened the door. But long after he left, Riviera thrilled to his affection and his promise. It was used to waiting, but knowing someone would return for it made the waiting sweeter. It could dream, in its own fashion, of opening up under him, eating up the miles and showing him its world. So much more open and exciting than this one, whatever it had learned about spaceships from Scotty's welcome ramblings.