While she was seated there and looking at me she knew without being told that I had a lot to discuss with her and even though I wanted her to be conscious of the moment and what I want out of it I did not want her to feel like I did not want anything out of it. I wanted her to be comfortable and in her I saw a friend whom I demanded to be cool around me. She looked at me once again and I saw in her eyes a mother who would do anything, who could do just anything to ensure the safety of her only son Gaga. I did not want to remind her about all the horrific things that she had to pass through in her home town where the enemies had attacked and laid them to waist. There was nothing else that I wanted to talk about more than the ancient beast. I knew that I was weak and I know where my weakness

