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Upon her desiring a beverage, he rose from the couch. He noticed her shivering and went to a small closet near the piano where he reached for a blanket. Walking over to her, he draped it around her shoulders.
There was a light smile upon his face, it was one of kindness. "I hope this helps a bit." He then went to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of Rhienbeers and opened them. Walking back in, he handed her one.
"It was either this or some Liberty Ale," he stated, "I prefer what Rheinland produces." He then returned to his seat where he took a sip of the beer.
"I've forgotten how good these are," he said, "It's been awhile."
"I don't know what those terms are either," he began, "the human mind is still largely misunderstood as I'm told. I think in times where we are at our worst, our minds, or at least, a piece of it, is at it's best."
He took another sip of his beer. "It's like our subconscious minds negotiate with events we are going through unbeknowest to us. Those terms we discussed? Our minds keep them secret. If we knew what they were, well, we would probably keep fighting with ourselves over it." He then gave a snort, "Hell, I'd probably been dead again awhile ago."
He looked in her direction. He was somewhat relaxed at the moment. The combination of the weather, a crackling fire, a beer and yes, some company, was soothing even if the company was a patient.
