Enjolras has no particular reason to doubt Gredya's self-assessment. Not, at any rate, after so many months at Milliways. He provided the qualification merely out of a habitual care for the provenance of information: he saw no evidence that would have led him to guess Gredya was anything but a peculiar and very poor woman, except for her word otherwise.

He rises to help Lesgle with the food. (Joly is presumably occupied with making sure the kittens don't get underfoot, which looks suspiciously like cooing over them.)

"She said," he says, thoughtfully, "that she knows of another place like Milliways. I don't know the details. Except that someone tried to claim that place, and to use it for some selfish end. Unsuccessfully, I gather. It was that that led us to freedom of information and the abuses of power."

Joly, with his maps and his studies and his bright intelligence for matters strange and scientific, should know about that detail, he thinks.