And she did genuinely looksorry! After all, Clare was potentially in deep shit as well!I had completely lost track of time when eventually the door op...ened andI was almost jolted to my senses. The lights came on and for severalmoments I was forced to close my eyes to allow for the adjustment.As my vision finally came into focus I saw an almost shamefaced Clarestanding before me. Initially she couldn't look me in the eyes as Igently "Mmmgh'd."Thinking she would rush over to me and instantly. You can still leave and return home to safety with our child. You can find your true Ceorl-Husband, bear his sons, and we can meet again in some future weaving of the world."She cried many tears at this, and would not be parted from me and we held each other for a long time. I even considered commanding her to leave me to my Doom alone, but I knew that even as she would be forced to obey my order she would never forgive either me or herself in her heart. I opened my mouth to further entice her. “Should I call Samantha and tell her that our session left you in a less playful mood than normal?”I nodded. “Yeah. I’m in no mood today, really.”She got up and made the call, expressing my regrets and a promise for next week if things were better.“I’m sorry I haven’t given you better solutions,” she said.“That’s not your job,” I said dismissively. “You’re just supposed to help me cope with selecting from the bad ideas I have to choose from.”“Well, I like to think I help offer alternatives. ”“Obviously you took some serious blows to the head,” He replied. “You do remember what I told you about riding a bicycle at night?”“That if I continued to ride at night, I was going to get killed,” I replied.“Please don’t turn me into a prophet,” he suggested. “It is too soon to do a proper evaluation, so let’s try some Tramadol again, and Meloxicam for the inflammation. I want to see you in two weeks. We can decide at that time what our course of action going forward should be.”“How about.