She looks down at him lovingly.  "Well, maybe someday you will..."<em>I just hope you can cope when you do...</em><br/><br/>Just then there's a knock at the door, and a kobold enters with a cart of food.  Liz has a flash of the limp bodies of the creature's kinfolk and her heart aches for him.  She smiles softly, almost apoloegetically, at the creature.  Then she stands and steps over to the trays.  "Ok Brian...looks like we've got steak and sausage and chicken and some kind of fish and some rice and baked potatoes.  What'll it be?"