As he was leaving the dining room after breakfast, a lobby boy waylaid him with a message. It was from Sharon. She wanted him to ring her at the numbe... she had given.“Second Officer Silverman how can I help you?” The voice at the end of the telephone answered. “Hello, Sharon. I’m returning your message. It’s Shaun.” There was a moment’s hesitation, “Hello Shaun, I ... I wondered since it’s your last night of leave if you would like to have dinner with me at the flat.“What are you cooking?” he. You see a miniature human figure, who looks like a girl of nineteen or twenty, struggling and groaning with the effort of moving towards the trail. She is wearing tattered green cloth, and is badly bruised and scraped. Her short brown hair is disheveled. From the creaking sound of her voice, it sounds like she hasn't had water for days.She puts her hand on the path, and stops from surprise, as though she didn't see it in front of her. When her eyes wander across your hiking shoe, she freezes,. Once a very pretty lady, nice figure, long hair, but the lack of finance over years some of that engaging appeal had been covered up and deep inside her.Having been friends for many years I had noticed the strain.She was standing at the sink doing the dishes after making a lovely dinner, when I approached and asked could I help. ( Hubby drunk and asleep)She smiled and said 'no thanks'Being single and having studied this lady for years I made my move.I walked up behind her and put my hands on. I'm your med advisor, and I can explain the options." He started off with the basics, which Harl had already investigated. They worked surgically, with genetic modification or a combination of both. Harl had also heard there were some surgical options that could be added to the deal, but didn't know what they were.The advisor said, "The surgical option is the fastest and lowest cost, but you always have the chance of complications from the surgery. A lot of that has to do with the stasis.