Jakob wasn’t there. He never was. He was the classic example of the
absent father. He could nevertheless not be accused of not being present. His
gaze could penetrate the thickest walls. Somehow, he just knew. This made
people shy away from him. Noone likes to be subjected to such piercing blue
eyes. Slightly blank, like water blurred the edges of those irises, just added
to the discomfort you would unfailingly experience. In the gaze was a good
measure of judgement. Not so much with words, what can they convey anyway? So
he trudged on, unperturbed by the commotion in his wake. He had had to develop
a rather thick skin over the years. Most things seemed to bounce off him, and
you could be excused for thinking that nothing got to him. This was not true. A
lot of things got to him.
- It’s a thrill to be sure. And the pleasure is all mine, I assure you. We have been expecting…I mean, we had been hoping for a signal of some sort, so our lab team was overjoyed when it suddenly broke through. No, they are still working on that sir, but we felt you should be the first to know. I mean, the first civilian. I mean, eh, never mind, shall we? Ah, here is Dr Whirst, she has promised to guide us through the…excentrities this time around. This way, if you please, Mrs Secretary. - Hi. I’m doctor Whirst, but you can call me Callie. That’s what everyone around here does anyway. So, you came to see the big kaloohey, eh? Yeah, well, I didn’t bring out the bells and whistles for this one, let me tell you. See, there was this one time, in the K´thar desert where it seemed we really… oh sorry, yes of course…I quite understand…take your time. I forget what it must be like for grumpies to pass that gate, myself, I am so used to…sorry again. Yes of course. Yes… Can do… Right, howev...
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