That's one big stride you've got there.That's one big stride you've got there." Garth looked down at his legs, wondering if Pat was being complimentary. He decided that he was just being factual. "Thanks. If it's going to be dark soon, shouldn't we get ready for sleep?" "We should at least get ready for dark," Pat said. With a shrug, he dropped his pack on the ground. "This is actually a pretty good clearing. You mind if we camp here? There's a stream about forty meters that way and the ground looks pretty clear." Pat examined the skies carefully. "I don't think it's going to rain tonight, so we should do okay." "I didn't bring a tent. What do we do if it rains?" "We get wet." Pat smiled. "I don't think it's likely. Come on, unroll your pack and pull out the food and tell me why you chose to walk the Hall." Garth set down his pack as well. "I don't know," Garth admitted. "Let's just say it feels like the right thing to do." "That's not a very good reason to walk the Great Hall. 'It seemed like a good idea at the time.'" "Do I really need a good reason? I'm going to Walk the Hall and come out the other side. I'm not going to be changed. I'm going to get the advantages and there's not going to be much in the way of disadvantages to me, is there?" "Depends," Pat shrugged, rolling out his sleeping bag. "What do you think the advantages are?" "Well, I'll be harder to kill, right? And I'll be fertile." "Do you really think either of those are going to do you any good? Terra's almost a world of soft rounded edges, and nobody cares about fertility there. |