Doce closed her eyes momentarily to focus on what Frahlah was saying.<span style="font-style: italic">So what do you think?</span>she asked.<span style="font-style: italic">Personally, I think we've got a good shot--but I'll be using your body to pull it off.</span><br/><br/>She got the sense that Frahlah was smiling.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #40FF00">"Yes, it is alright. You have been gentle with me so far. Also, I would like to be going home soon. I am in favor of trying."</span></span><br/><br/>"He's for it," she said, opening her eyes. "And I<span style="font-style: italic">am</span>in complete control," she said to Rin. "You don't need to be scared of anything." There was a strange calmness in her voice when she said this, and she realized she believed it--she believed it in a much broader sense than what he'd been asking.<span style="font-style: italic">I know this pattern,</span>she thought.<span style="font-style: italic">This is the final scene. The chances are 70 to 30 that we'll all be alright.... It's important I don't say it out loud, though. That'd be like saying "things couldn't get any worse" right before it starts raining.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #40FF00">"You think a <span style="text-decoration: underline">lot</span>,"</span></span>Frahlah mused, interrupting her slightly.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #40FF00">"I can almost not keep up with it all."</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">...</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #40FF00">"You choose now to let your mind breath?"</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">... I lost my train of thought.</span><br/><br/>Doce shook her head and met eyes with Phibrizzo. "We should hurry. Every second counts."