”“I’ll do so, but I suspect she’s our best choice to allay fears about your condition,” Taylor said.“It’s best to keep them informed,”...Leza said. “They may be undead, but they still respond to honesty better than manipulation. They may not follow logical arguments, but they know when they’re being lied to.”“I’ll do it,” Helen volunteered. “That will allow Fredrick to continue treating you.”“We’ll accompany you,” Taylor announced. “We should be monitoring the situation outside anyway. We can be. At first, we did not enter the town, but ran an experiment on the grounds near the pig pen. I sent some slaves with a cart around to several of the nearby homes to request any garbage they might be throwing away. There was some suspicion from the people who wanted to know why we wanted their garbage. The reason was explained, and it didn't take long for the slaves to gather all of the garbage that we would need for our first few tests. They also gathered a number of spectators who wanted to see. Probably the most original thing I've said to another person in weeks. Like everyone else, I'm so numbed-out, and out of practice, I can't even make intelligent conversation in the grocery store. Wake up, man."Even if it sucks," she adds wistfully, her smile widening a little; she moves in to take the other two cans.We smile at each other, and I get a closer look. I'm so out of practice with the social graces, I'm probably checking her out too obviously. "That it does. Gotta keep our distance,. Sit down. Talk to me,” she said, leading him to the couch. Plopping down on the couch, he sat silently. Danny was pissed at his Dad, but at the same time, seeing Kate in that robe was making him think those thoughts again. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get her out of his mind. “Tell me about it,” she gently urged. It had always been easy to talk to Jamie's Mom, so within minutes he had spilled his guts to her. Telling her about how his Dad was riding his ass about doing something.