She smiles, and pushes aside the paperwork at her desk, ignores the stacks of book on rolling carts behind her yet to be returned to their shelves. None of it is urgent work, anyway, none of it absolutely can't wait. There might be a late night ahead of her, but that's alright; it's a worthy trade for a few minutes of Messere Orlov's attention.
Has she always felt like this? It feels new, but she can't remember a time when she hadn't been excited to spend time with him.
"What's the subject of your research? I'm sure we have a book or two to help, or if we don't, I can make the appropriate orders elsewhere."
no subject
She smiles, and pushes aside the paperwork at her desk, ignores the stacks of book on rolling carts behind her yet to be returned to their shelves. None of it is urgent work, anyway, none of it absolutely can't wait. There might be a late night ahead of her, but that's alright; it's a worthy trade for a few minutes of Messere Orlov's attention.
Has she always felt like this? It feels new, but she can't remember a time when she hadn't been excited to spend time with him.
"What's the subject of your research? I'm sure we have a book or two to help, or if we don't, I can make the appropriate orders elsewhere."