"I wouldn't ever."

"Should I be avoiding provoking the desire to do so?"

"I don't think you need to keep this in mind for any reason. I wouldn't have brought it up at all but you were curious."

"If you say so."

"I'm not going to do it and that will remain invariant whatever you do and it's a sufficiently - complicated and self-protecting sort of mind control that there's not any really obvious way to make it so it doesn't still cross my mind occasionally. Don't worry about it."

"Okay."

"-would you like another hug."

"Always."

Hug!

.... Yep, still a very good smile.

More medical science now?

Okay!

Eventually, it is time for dinner, which is remarkably elaborate for just two people.

Fortunately while Annie can't smell this doesn't appear to affect her sense of taste at all somehow.

Then she'll be able to appreciate the lamb in particular.

"This is delicious."

"It's a speciality of my grandfather's chef  - do they have anything similar where you're from?"

"We eat lamb but I don't think I've had anything very like this sauce before."

"I think it's made from cranberries but I couldn't tell you much else."

"I've had cranberries but only in sweets."

"What sort of sweets?"

"Muffins, and dried and covered in chocolate."

"Chocolate?"

"It's made from a bean grown on the potato continent. - that sounds like such an odd thing to call a continent in this language, wow."

"That would be America here, assuming the locations are similar across our worlds."

"Maybe. If you have a relief globe I could feel it."