"I'm sorry... I was getting ponderous with all that complaining there, wasn't I? I'm sure you have more than enough to worry about without my help." James said, smiling sadly.
"I... I didn't mean to sound harsh... " she spoke. Chloe still felt uneasy with Lambert, as if there was something gnawing at the back of her mind. "Yet James is a good man, taking care of Pita, bringing me here, ... rescuing cats and escorting old ladies," she chuckled at this thought, then finished her wine.
It suddenly occurred to her how tired she was, so she set her glass down again and leaned back on the couch. Chloe yawned, then said with blurred words, "If you need something, then I suppose I could arrange for it." She shrugged slightly, then dozed off.
"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)
