It's been two weeks since Thich Nhat Hanh's departure from Astana, and he's still not feeling well. He asks her to turn her attention back to him, and she does so with a flourish of her own. She's so happy to see him, that she can't believe that he hasn't been around for so long. She asks him if there's anything wrong with him. He says that he'll be back soon, and that he has trained Thich's battalion to practice in front of the city's main gate. He's not lying, he says, because Thich has been training the battalion to do just that. He doesn't want to be seen as being a part of the army that's too big for the city. He wants to be part of something bigger, like the army of