Drunken Sailor

[Erremnart]

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Virginia blew out a puff of aromatic smoke and flicked the ash from her cigarette into the ashtray, turning her head towards him only slightly, "Why don't I want to talk about it?" she asked him a rhetorical question and after taking a sip from her glass continued, "It's too personal, that's why.". Taking another drag from her cigarette, she took a moment to listen to the guitar solo, even rehearsing imaginary chords in the air in front of her, though her movements were already looking a bit sluggish under the influence of the alcohol.

"We barely know each other, Morreti.", she blew another puff of smoke and closed her eyes, "Professionally, I trust you, you've risked a lot, you've saved me and my crew, so I'll have your back.". She paused for a moment and placed her right hand behind her head, "On the personal side, I trust almost no one, not even you - well, not fully anyway. But you've figured that out too, haven't you?". She asked him the question, her head still turned slightly towards him with her eyes closed.

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