" "Morphing off." "Morphing off." It was not a question. "Yes, sir. Morphing off." "Dave, run Garth through the usual options. See to it that he's fully prepared for tomorrow." "Of course," the AI replied calmly. "So the decision is done," Nickolai observed calmly, taking a bite of salad with his fork and chewing thoughtfully. With his mouth full he said a muffled "Congratulations." "Don't congratulate me before its done," Garth said. "I might back out." "You won't," Furry replied softly. "I have faith in you." "That sounds weird, coming from you. 'I have faith.'" "What?" Furry said. "It's true. I don't have religion. 'Faith' may be a religious word, but it's also a personal one. I have faith in you as a person, Garth." Garth understood what she meant, but still felt slightly uneasy. He looked around the Castle rooftop at the assembled diners for the evening meal. He had learned the names of most of them in the past couple of days and felt more at ease with the denizens of Shardik Castle. He wondered if that was a permanent thing. |