He wanted to wash, badly. Taking his single change of clothes, he slipped out of the barn. He headed into the forest, having seen a small river that w...und into the tree line as they journeyed in. The village used a well as their source of clean water, but Pierre was far too dirty to wash in a bucket. He picked his way carefully through the brush, along a well worn game trail. He knew it would eventually lead to a water source. Moving silently, he noticed the thinning foliage and deduced he must. "She smiles widely again, getting oddly close."I'm glad you are, but remember this is to train your stinger, and teachthem. Not to turn our boys into dolls. This is an experience for them." Mompats my head a bit."Mom, do we HAVE to do this? I mean... chaperones? I gotta be with her allweek?" I grumble a bit."Yes honey, you do. It's important for you to understand girls just a bit,that and you'll learn respect for women a lot more after you've been one." But mom! I don't wanna be-" Enough dear.. Victoria was frightened to and Mark was too concerned for her to do so himself."Let's go for a walk, darling," he suggested. "Then we can come back and have a monster breakfast."She nodded against his chest."Stay where you are while I get dressed and then I'll come and keep you company while you do." Thank you," she whispered.They did that and Mark's heart bled as he watched her. She looked like a little waif. In the kitchen Mark left a note to say they had gone for a walk and had taken the. Amy had a brainstorm! She suggested that we transport in another person to each citadel with all of the information that Lynx had acquired and have him cross through the shield to transfer the information to the squad inside the building. The courier could do this easily since the HUD and computer already had the necessary hardware and software. This idea worked out so well that it became an important part of our standard operating procedure, SOP.The other squads had been having as much trouble.