Susan nodded, blue eyes pulling away from his to find the glowing computer screen where they permanetly rested. Of course he could tell her father...she would never take that from him. Of course he could go off and possibly die...hells that she should take that from him either. Men and their pointless rituals...dying for a cause. And then what? You were dead. Period.
Her fingers landed on the mouse and she manuvered around, checking her e-mail with a few well placed clicks on the screen, the sound strangely loud in the silence. "I'm sure he will let you do it Doctor Reed," she said emotionlessly. "Your research is flawless and he trusts you..."