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With the promise of friendship the next couple of hours seemed to fly by with ease. Telcoltl had ordered two more bottles of wine and both sat empty on the crisp white table linens. His laughter and smiles are exponentially doubled and Emmaline had gotten much more comfortable with her new friend. They sat closer now, his arm hung over her shoulders loosely as he tapped their glasses together and downed the very last bit there was. “To us!” He chimed in, smiling a bigger smile than anyone had ever seen hanging on his lips. He felt relaxed and at ease with her beside him, excited that there was so much to learn, but unnerved because he had a lifetime to learn it all. She was so intricate and delicate but so strong willed and brave. She’d seen so much of the world that their conversation had been mostly about their favorite countries and where they ought to go together. These thoughts brought happy new images to Telcoltl’s mind. To see the great pyramids that his fathers had built again with someone beside him…to have someone beside him that he could trust whole heartedly and wanted to trust. Family was good- but friends were better. Telcoltl didn’t have any friends, actually, which he’d never really noticed until tonight. But nothing could bring his spirits down. The woman he’d obsessed over had agreed to their friendship and had also seemed okay with the idea of them being guardians of each other. He had a good meal and had gotten to slyly watch the way she put those mango slices to her lips. She was so gorgeous that Telcoltl could never explain it to her. And so for tonight, he didn’t try. It was after he swallowed that last gulp that his confidence got its biggest surge. “We should go talk to Dimitri. We should ask if I can have you.” |