’ While he starts the fire I quickly change into my night shirt and then take a seat in the chair near the fire where I left my book from this morni...g. ‘You want to read? I thought maybe we could talk and get to know each other. I think you would be more comfortable here if you knew me.’ ——————————– Several hours and many stories and questions later I announce I’m ready for bed. ‘I think that is not a bad idea,’ Brennus agrees as he moves over to the wardrobe and begins to undress, un-bothered. Don’t move, it’s ok ... Your neck muscles are weak and don’t have the strength to turn, yet...” the voice continued, and the person to my right stepped out in front of me and the bed automatically adjusted so I could see the speaker. It was my surgeon, Doctor Wilhelm Toten, the pioneer of Neural Regenerative Implant Surgery. Despite his obvious brilliance, he dressed like my old childhood doctor. White doctor’s jacket with about nineteen different implements in his pockets, unkempt short grey. I didn't expect practicing to help, but it would have been foolish not to. I understand so little about my abilities that there's always the hope that something good might come out of practicing. Not much hope, unfortunately. I'd been nonstop practicing projecting ki out of the top of my head (sometimes in other directions too, just to vary it), and I'd also been pushing walls and the ground almost continuously with my NP fingertips (an especially tedious activity), and there'd been no. I’m glad I was able to help calm you down. Don’t be sorry for something like that. It’s painful, right? If you want to cry, no one will stop you.”“...”May again was silent when she heard those words, but she didn’t cry again. Her mood seemed to have improved a little when she heard Lucas’ words, as she quickly spoke again, this time in a slightly louder voice.“Thanks.”Lucas smiled at that, but said nothing, he was waiting for an explanation of what happened. May started to speak when she felt.