She was talking with me and also breast feeding her baby. We started to talk about my studies and all bla bla stuffs. Then i turned the topic to beast...milk. I said- Breast milk is the purest thing in the world and very good for baby. …. I forget how it tasted….wish could taste it again… After hearing this she started to laugh and said.Shanti: Tell your mother to feed u again.I said: She wont have any milk now…. But someone has milk now…She gave me a serious look.I understood i have said. “Oh, I see,” I nodded. “Who or what is the jinshi Ta’u’san,” I added.“Senior bureaucrat of the dynasty, won’t speak directly to us but will be the one who ultimately will decide Tu’tar’s fate,” Morgana said grimly.“Fate as in?” I queried.“He was aiding humans; he attacked humans of a ‘friendly’ realm; he hurt Róisín severely. Yet in the end his fate will be decided as to whether he acted honourably. Not honourably by our standards, but by theirs which are vastly different. It might be that. ” He gazed Sam up and down. “Where you folks from?”Sam looked encouraged. “San Antonio and Austin. Before that, El Paso, and Tucson. We were told to leave the car on Elk Road, and approach on foot. Said you all are a might touchy with the feeb’s hassling you, lately.”“They said that, did they?” Denim Vest deadpanned.“Yes, sir. They did,” Sam said as innocently as possible.“Well, Mr. Koresh ain’t seeing visitors right now, honey, so I suggest you turn round and head back to your car. We have. Vee hauled a pack of Ginger Nuts out of the store cupboard, and we sat and chatted together. Vee squeaked when she tried to eat her first biscuit; the bruising on her face was now a lurid yellow, and she was clearly still suffering."Dunk it in your tea, Vee - you'll have to soften it!"Vee reluctantly did so - she wasn't into dunking biscuits, but she had no choice. Sian checked that she was still taking the pain killers, and made her another hot water bottle.Malcolm had to nip back to his house.