I bit into my sandwich hungrily.I bit into my sandwich hungrily. I wasn't doing much physical work... rather, I was just watching over as this world, which I had seen before in illusion, was assembled for real. It was satisfying watching the whole thing go up. I knew for a fact that I had built the Ring to my specifications, but that's not something I can really walk in and on and through, something I can see and know I put my idelible mark on. Tarrete's voice interrupted my reverie. "Can I sit here?" "Sure, sure," I said through a mouthful of roast beef. It was disgustingly muffled, but she got the idea, probably more through my gestures than anything else. I swallowed and said, "So... is it what you expected?" "Better than I expected. Thank you, Ken." She sounded so sincere I felt a twinge of guilt for being angry with her earlier. "Why thank me?" "Because I didn't think you were going to do it, and when you said you would, I didn't think you were going to do it well. I've seen some of the ideas you implemented... you do know that everybody's ideas are being marked down for future reference?" I nodded. "That was Doc's suggestion." She smiled. "You know why that is, don't you?" "No, why?" "Because he uses such complicated hardware nobody else knows how to use, he figured people should come to him if they wanted to learn how to use it. But your ideas are so... simple, and useful. |