"But not now ... not until we're both ready," she informed him."But I am ready Christy..." I know ... but I'm not." she said softly. "I need to make s...re of a few things first," she said trying to explain her feelings to him. But all Brian heard was "I don't know if I love you enough yet to want to do that."Frustrated, Brian sat up moving away from her then. "Maybe I'd better go," he stated, trying desperately to conceal his hardon as he did."Maybe you should," Christy told him. "Brian? I just. Looking at Ahkbar Singh, he said, “Drat! And to think I was actually considering this investment! Yet this fool either doesn’t know where he plans on building his factory or thinks I won’t catch on!” Ahkbar simply pondered in silence, although his facial expressions were interesting. My Uncle turned back towards me. “I am afraid my dear, that while Ahkbar and I are quite familiar with the subcontinent and Asia, and I am fairly familiar with the United States, neither of us has traveled at all. They help make me comfortable. I took one out andeffortlessly lit it. Dragged on it. Oh yeah. Better. She sipped hercoffee. Relaxing helped. I could sense her, Jen's consciousness there,with me. Not coexisting, but there, almost, nearly accessible, helpful. Wisps of consciousness. Ok. My mom. I have to call her mom. That moment I saw the mom again but this time I sensed more. She was astern woman, kind but demanding. I think Jen feels that she'sdisappointed her in life. I called my. .."We discussed our plans during breakfast, and refined them further onthe way to the Cross-Eyed Okapi. It was a bar catering mainly to peopleof mixed aboriginal-Omru ancestry, where Khonu and Themia's resistanceorganization used to meet up and exchange messages. Nobody in theorganization knew everybody else, so an unfamiliar person asking afterKhonu and giving the right passcodes wouldn't look suspicious.Biansurru drove past it and parked a little way down the street. He gotout first, and I.