"Yes, sir.." Manners matter for a schoolteacher and I am no exception. I can recognize that I'm in no shape to move around or fuss...and strangely, I trust you! So I close my eyes again until you return. When you return, I make the idle chatter, learning who you are and what you do. I learn you're a rancher and I learn your name. When you offer me coffee, I look at it hesitantly, having never had it before. But I try a sip and jump softly, unused to it.