"Well, I was born on Curacao, actually," responded Lambert, "but I guess I'm more of a Bretonian because that's where I lived growing up. Sheffield, mostly, which is in Manchester."
Chloe stopped drinking for a second. She felt something wrong, a guilty feeling that seemed to have come from nowhere. James sighed, then continued on speaking. The feeling left her abruptly, and she set down her glass. "Do you see your brother often, or is he assigned to a different part of the Corse?" asked James.
Chloe answered, "He works at Joinville, so I wouldn't see him normally." She gazed out the fireplace for a moment, then went on, "Now that I've taken up residence on Bethlehem, I won't see him again for a while."
She started thinking more of what happened over an hour ago. James was attacked by a Nomad, and she helped save his life. The Nomad threw her mind into his for a brief time until Kingdom came, and afterwords Lambert took her home. And even though she had enjoyed talking to him before, she now felt uneasy in his presence. Her mind scrambling once more, she thought again, "What have the Nomads done to me?" along with "Am I still in James' head?"
"You see what your knowledge tells you you're seeing. ... how, what you think the universe is, and how you react to that in everything you do, depends on what you know. And when that knowledge changes, for you, the universe changes. And that is as true for the whole of society as that is for the individual. We all are what we know, today. What we knew yesterday, was different; and so were we."
- James Burke, The Day the Universe Changed (1985)
