cast my glance to the floor with shame.

Sorry my dear, I am not wearing my underwear on the outside just to get Taryne ready to kill her father. I know, I know, we're bad. We're so bad we're not even good. I feel bad, really I do. There really is not a tonne I can do though. I (ovbiously) can finish the scene I stop mid-sentance in. But after that scene, honestly, the Taryne bit is done. I need ammo. You're almost done too right? Let's fix this 'almost' business, shall we? After that mayhap we'll get back in the groove and do some gasp - editing - rather than continual re-writes.