I was making my way slowly through the incredibly thick stew when a lovely femVul entered my field of vision, opposite me.I was making my way slowly through the incredibly thick stew when a lovely femVul entered my field of vision, opposite me. "Commander Shardik? May I sit here?" "Sure," I replied, waving her down. There are time when I come into large public places like this when people come to me to talk- about life, politics, sex, whatever. Aaden refers to it as my 'holding court.' She sat down and proceeded to eat, slowly, looking across the table at me. I kept glancing back. This went on for a short while, and finally she spoke. "Can I ask you a question?" "Feel free. Since that sounded like an exchange of names, what's yours?" "Hailli." "Good enough. My name is Ken, then." "Okay... Ken. How does someone get to know you?" "I don't understand." "How does someone get to know you? I understand how busy you can be, and how private you want to be, but I've been trying to get just five minutes of your attention for a while now, without much success." There are a few things I sometimes feel guilty about. One of them is my tunnel vision. |