If anyone asked Jane before her trip to Africa where she thought she'd end up in ten years, she would have had all kinds of ideas and dreams and answers. England. With her father. Writing papers on exciting discoveries.
She smiles to herself now that she isn't exactly writing papers, but she's curled up contentedly against their greatest discovery in the middle of the nesting grounds of the gorillas her father had always wanted to study. There's something far more satisfying about living with them, knowing them, than studying them.
"Good morning, Tarzan," she says.
He wakes up and smiles.