Corvin Estate, New Thessalonica, Planet Yuma, Coronado
evening of 11 Sept. 824 A.S.
Something she did herself, but which caused this kind of heartache for her... - Erik's confusion was now topped with intrigue, yet her answer was enough for now. He smiled, closing his eyes for a moment. He now knew she trusted him and that was all he needed. Without moving away his gentle smile, he put his glasses back on and nodded. "I understand. Perhaps that's for the best."
He paused, a bit unsure what to say next, but he noticed both tea-cups were almost empty. He pulled his hand back from hers, softly, then rose up from the armchair and went on "Would you like more tea?" He held his own cup in one hand and extended his other hand towards Doreen, to pick up her cup after she'd respond.
