Timm's Chambers

[brigida]

She nodded, and shifted uneasily; "Well...actually, I am running late for a--for a meeting." she said, tripping clumsily over her own words, "Perhaps you might begin in the morning."

[The Smith]

Timm nodded, and turned. A single hand rises to rub at his eyes.

[brigida]

She turned and walked towards the door; "I'm sorry if I ever gave you any wrongful indications Timm. But regardless of what either of us might or might not want--we are ultimately an impossible pair," her words were softly spoken; she meant them as consolation, and hoped fervently that they would be taken as such, "I hope to see you in the morning." And with that, she let herself out. Several servants enterred upon her departure, some bearing linens, and began to tidy the room, clearing it of bottles, and exchanged the soiled linens for fresh ones.