The images faded but then new ones took their place. I was watching Warren reading about something. These were his thoughts and I was still sharing them. I smiled and felt the tears stream down my face. I was crying! It was more magnificent than casting the most powerful spell in the world. I could feel and smell and now I could cry. If I terminated right now my life would have held great meaning to me. I was alive. I wiped away the tears and watched a series of numbers and diagrams took form but never really coalesced into anything. That could only mean one thing. He didn't understand...