"I think they'll agree to send Laan-gor to go negotiate," said Siu Mun. She was sitting a few metres away on a tree stump with my old guitar. She was getting pretty good with it, and I predicted she'd end up being quite the talent once her hands had fully grown.
"Why d'you think that, Siu Mun?" I asked.
She made a G chord on the guitar and plucked a quiet arpeggio. "No reason," she said. "I think they know that even if they don't say 'yes', you'll still go."
If I'd been human, I would have blushed. "Am I that stubborn?" I asked jokingly.
"Yes," replied both Siu Mun and Aron. The monkey wanted to know what 'stubborn' meant, but Lachlan didn't feel in the mood to reply to any of them so pretended to get very interested in re-braiding the string cover of the electrical cord that ran the length of the van's ceiling and spouted out the back to the solar panels on the roof. These had been added by Aron.