The Bruce Banner conversation danced through her mind. Dont even mention it. You looked too tired for words. And, if I can be honest, you also looked ...ike that nerdy girl who only studies, works and sleeps. Strike that last part, and you about have me down. Grogginess muted the inhibitions which had controlled her mind just minutes before when she had told herself to talk as little as possible during the ride. This was the girl who had admitted to not owning a TV, a girl who worked two jobs. Come on Sally, you’re not going to see these birds for a love affair with a crude oaf of a woodsman.She called Ray back, sensing his elation and got the directions and set off in high anticipation as the sun finally blasted through the early morning mist and bathed the surrounding magnificence in bright spring fresh colours. She turned the volume up on her CD and made for junction 34. Then she went to satnav punching in the reserve name, but she was going to rely on writing words on her pad.. We were having a heated conversation. He sometimes just blurted things out without thinking how rude they actually were in that context. This time he dared to comment that a certain hairstyle would fit me well.. No one is telling me how to dress or what to do with my hair and make-up! I am not anyone’s doll! He always found it amusing when I started to get angry about things that were actually not very serious. His amused reaction to my anger only pushed me more.So he told me that I would look. The plan had been genius in its simplicity. It had struck right on the Council’s most vulnerable nerve. The desire to keep everything under wraps. The desire to keep the existence of the Council hidden from most Untethered. the desire to keep the existence of Untethered from the mortal world. All of a sudden, the house of cards that the Council had built for centuries was threatening to crumble down before their very eyes.The mortal world didn’t pose any physical threat to the Untethered. No,.