I don't want to get ahead of myself, and I don't want to get hurt either." Elaine hoped the double meaning she intended was obvious. "And there's a lo... about me I haven't told you."He waited a moment then replied, "I know. And I apologise if you felt pressured. That wasn't my intent. I just wanted you to have the option, and I wanted you to see that I am quite willing to provide references... There are many questions I want to ask you, Elaine. Hundreds. But I don't want to push you too hard. I. "People will notice. They'll know you aren't me." Will they?" She bit down on her lower lip and bounced her head fromside to side as if in contemplation of my words. "You know; I think youmight have a point." She walked over to the table again, putting thesyringe down so she could pick up my purse."Yeah," I said, looking around quickly for something to help me getfree. However, the only thing in the room was the chair, the mirror, thetable, and a small bed fitted with leg and arm restraints.. "Roberta asked. "How do we do this? What kind of character do we create?" Think about what your life might have been before you lost your memory. Who might you have been? Act like the person you think you were." How old am I?" blurted Rose. "I look at myself in the mirror, and I can't tell. Maybe when these bandages come off..." Dr. Phillips and the rest of the team estimates you are somewhere between a mature fifteen and a young looking eighteen. Our best guess is sixteen or seventeen." That. This time there was no delay at all before he called peremptorily, "Come!" Once again she proceeded cautiously, activating her communicator and leaving her key outside; once again it proved unnecessary, as she found him seated where he'd been the last time she'd seen him—again with no visible or olfactory evidence of alcoholic consumption."Good day, Angus," she said as she closed the door behind her."I though' I'd no' see ye again," he remarked. "I though' ye'd gi'e up on me." He smiled. "I am.