Harshaw glanced at Jill, saw that she had kept her face serene - reflected that she probably was a rock-steady scrub nurse. "I will share you with Jill," he said solemnly. "But, Mike, no one of us will be food today, nor any time soon.  Right now I am going to show you this gun - and you wait until I say... and then you be very careful, because I have, many things to do before I am ready to discorporate."