< 04Molly > I thought you might be able to show me how to do it properly.... * Molly smiles softly < 08@Morgan > If that is what you wish... < 04Molly > Please... * Molly smooths out her dress, fingers lingering on the stain < 04Molly > The dress is not ruined, though with wax also, it could end up so... < 08@Morgan > indeed * Molly smiles, and turns towards the door, and waits for him to follow * @Morgan follows * Molly opens the door to her study with the key on the pink ribbon. She goes to the desk, upon which there are many pieces of parchment, all in her handwriting < 04Molly > Please, help yourself to a drink if you wish... < 08@Morgan > thank you, no * Molly takes out the stamp and a stick of purple wax. she takes the letter from her bag, and clears the other papers in to one neat pile. ((let me know if he looks at them at any point)) < 04Molly > Purple sealing wax... unusual, isnt it? * Molly smiles < 08@Morgan > it is rather * Molly puts the letter face down, and looks up at him < 04Molly > So, show me how it is done, if you will... * @Morgan seals the letter, slowly < 08@Morgan > I dont know how Jaeger does it... dropping the wax onto the paper I would imagine... < 08@Morgan > personally, I find heating the wax and then smearing it on it works better * Molly watches intently, looking at the imprint of a rose that the stamp leaves. She takes up and folds a blank sheet, putting it on the table before holding her hand out for the wax < 04Molly > In truth, it all seems like so very long ago, I am not sure I remember, apart from this... * Molly turns her hand over, showing him the scar on her hand, just below the thumb, still not fully healed * @Morgan looks at the scar < 08@Morgan > it could have been much worse < 04Molly > I should imagine you have far worse scars than this... < 08@Morgan > I have a few * Molly looks at him, slightly longer than normal, before looking back to the paper. < 04Molly > How should I be holding the wax? < 08@Morgan > hold it at the end, and heat only the very end of it over the flame * Molly holds it carefully, angling it slightly downward into the flickering fire at the wick of the candle. she sees it begin to run, purple drops at the end. < 04Molly > and then...? < 08@Morgan > run the heated point in a circle over where the edges meet * Molly does so, eyes focused on the task in hand < 04Molly > Like that? < 08@Morgan > just like that... now while its still liquid, use the stamp across the very edge of the join * Molly takes up the stamp, and presses it quite firmly in to the purple puddle. Whilst waiting for it to cool and set, she looks up at him with a soft smile < 08@Morgan > see... if you'd dripped the wax, it wouldn't be thick enough, and you'd have to wait a week for it to set because it was too liquid * Molly nods < 04Molly > I can see sense in that... * Molly looks back down at the letter < 04Molly > will it be done now? < 08@Morgan > it should be * Molly removes the stamp and lays it aside. She smiles at the perfect imprint. she speaks quietly, distractedly < 04Molly > sealed... * Molly turns around to face him with a smile < 04Molly > Are you pleased that Evie is staying? < 08@Morgan > in truth? no * Molly drops her eyes and nods < 04Molly > Because you foresee more trouble? < 08@Morgan > she complicates my life with her constant causing of offense, and her seeming conviction that she has some claim to me... < 08@Morgan > and in truth her presence does not lessen my workload, rather increases it < 04Molly > I... ummm... I'd hoped that her feelings for you had changed upon meeting the Colonel and the Lieutenant... < 08@Morgan > it would certainly have made life easier * Molly bites her lip < 04Molly > Aye, definately... * Molly suddenly turns, putting away the stamp, wax and letter in to the drawer, along with the one she practised on < 04Molly > Perhaps her time in Innismore will cure it... being away from you might help... < 08@Morgan > we can do little but hope < 04Molly > Though there is an avalon saying about how absence makes the heart grow fonder... * Molly shuts the drawer quietly < 08@Morgan > indeed < 04Molly > I am not sure I believe that however... * Molly turns back around < 08@Morgan > no? * Molly smiles softly < 04Molly > By february, I shall know... Sayings are very strange things... < 08@Morgan > indeed they are < 04Molly > Are there any interesting Eisen ones? < 08@Morgan > language in general doesn't translate particularly well * Molly nods < 04Molly > I see * Molly leans against the desk, knocking all her papers to the floor with her hip. she laughs softly < 04Molly > I am unbelieveably clumsy today < 08@Morgan > Es ist mal nicht anderes < 08@Morgan > your translation of that comes out as such is life... though directly translated it means it's always so * Molly laughs as she bends down to pick up the papers < 04Molly > Was that in regards to my clumsiness, dear heart? < 08@Morgan > to a point, though it served a purpose in illustrating my meaning with the language * Molly stands up, placing the papers back on the desk < 04Molly > I do not remember being so clumsy before... coming to the house * Molly looks away < 08@Morgan > I'm starting to wonder if the place changes everyone that visits it < 04Molly > Quite possibly... though it could be the other people that changes them, rather than the house itself < 08@Morgan > perhaps < 04Molly > Do you think you'll miss it, whilst you are away? * Molly looks up at him < 08@Morgan > most likely < 04Molly > It will not be as long as it seems, I am sure * Molly sounds as if she's trying to convince herself as well < 08@Morgan > I'm sure it will only seem like a few days * Molly nods, eyes on the desk < 04Molly > I think I shall hide these before the Colonel comes... < 08@Morgan > oh? * Molly goes red < 04Molly > I...ummm... found a little time to write earlier, and have progressed the story past the point my shyness had prevented me from doing so before < 08@Morgan > I see < 04Molly > Better that the Colonel does not have such an insight into my imagination < 08@Morgan > probably right < 04Molly > It might be a little...umm... surprising to him < 08@Morgan > I think it'd spur him on in the course I expect him to take * Molly looks away, her voice quiet < 04Molly > Is it your prediction, or your fear? < 08@Morgan > either... both < 04Molly > Yes... I see < 04Molly > Just because I write about such things would not, to my mind, give permission for them to be carried out * Molly suddenly goes scarlet, thinking of the scribbled words, and her breathing becomes slightly faster < 08@Morgan > no... it does not give permission < 04Molly > Not to the Colonel... < 04Molly > I doubt he would wish to read it anyway... < 08@Morgan > no? < 04Molly > My imagination is not _that_ interesting... * Molly smiles < 08@Morgan > I wouldn't know * Molly looks at him, her eyes sparkling < 04Molly > Are you not intrigued and curious? < 08@Morgan > I am rather < 04Molly > But the question is, could you read it, and not think bad things about me? * Molly 's lips curl up at the sides slightly in a smile < 08@Morgan > depends on your definition of 'bad' I would imagine * @Morgan flushes * Molly lowers her voice, and there is a slight sultriness to it, though clearly unintentional < 04Molly > Now _that_ is intriguing... < 08@Morgan > perhaps, if you are amenable to it... I could take a copy to read on my journey? < 04Molly > I have but one copy, but if you think you would not lose it, then yes, you can take all the story to date if you wish it * Molly smiles, obviously pleased, though her voice has not lost that edge < 08@Morgan > I would like to read it... < 04Molly > I can not promise it is any good... and depending upon the free time I find myself with, I may have written more before you leave < 08@Morgan > at the very least having the documents in my posession will remind me of the friend I have awaiting my return * Molly looks away < 04Molly > Aye... < 04Molly > Though perhaps you will no longer wish to be my friend upon reading it... * Molly smiles, eyes playful * @Morgan smiles < 08@Morgan > I dont see that'll happen < 04Molly > Oh I am not so sure... It depends upon the bad things you think of me.... * Molly smiles, and her eyes sparkle with mischief < 08@Morgan > you think? < 04Molly > Perhaps... It is a little... raunchy now... < 08@Morgan > howso? < 04Molly > Would you have me spoil the surprise by telling you? * Molly grins < 08@Morgan > no... I would not < 04Molly > I shall be greatly surprised if you read it through without blushing... < 08@Morgan > we shall have to see, wont we? < 04Molly > 'Tis only a shame that I shall not be able to watch you read it * Molly smiles cheekily < 08@Morgan > you'll have to wait until I return to discover my reaction to it I'm afraid < 04Molly > I shall simply have to use my imaginaion in the mean time! * Molly 's eyes suddenly go slightly wider, and she goes very red, looking away and biting her lip * @Morgan laughs quietly < 04Molly > I...ummm... are you sure you'll not have a drink, I think I will... there is port, and brandy, and wine, and whiskey and... * Molly talks fast to cover her embarassment < 08@Morgan > no, thank you < 08@Morgan > I would rather be clear headed when I speak to Kai * Molly goes and gets a glass of brandy before downing it and returning to the desk < 04Molly > Perhaps that is wise... Shall I save the book with the portrait a-.. ready for your departure? < 08@Morgan > please * Molly nods < 04Molly > I shall try not to add much more, for I would not wish you to get bored of it... < 08@Morgan > I doubt that would be likely < 04Molly > my writing may not be one of my talents after all... * Molly puts the papers into another drawer of the desk < 04Molly > but it _is_ a talent you can take with you, unlike the others... < 08@Morgan > indeed < 04Molly > Unfotunately, you cannot take the others, even if you wished to * Molly laughs sofly * @Morgan smiles < 04Molly > Personally, I think it is none of Lord Jaeger's business what plants I use to decorate my ship for the party... * Molly looks mock insulted < 08@Morgan > quite right... the man has no authority on this ship < 04Molly > If I were to wish to cover all of the ball room in mistletoe, that would be the way it would be * Molly grins < 08@Morgan > absolutely... your word is law on this ship and no jumped up melodramatic ass can say otherwise < 04Molly > Not that I would, of course... * Molly bites her lip < 08@Morgan > of course < 08@Morgan > besides... I could see Jaeger going into apoplexy were he to see any man kiss you < 04Molly > Unfortunately, yes... * Molly blushes < 04Molly > A shame really... < 08@Morgan > indeed < 04Molly > It is a very good job he can not see through wood then! * @Morgan laughs < 04Molly > I do not want to hurt him... but also I do not want him to curb my freedom overmuch < 08@Morgan > no... * Molly grins < 04Molly > A girl has to be able to act upon her own wishes every now and then... < 08@Morgan > indeed she does * Molly looks at him intently a moment before looking away < 04Molly > still it would not do to provide an invite for any one of my guests to kiss me at their will < 08@Morgan > no... and, in my quiet soul, I'm glad to hear you say such < 04Molly > I can imagine you also would not be pleased to see another man's lips upon mine... < 08@Morgan > no * Molly looks as if she's about to say something else, but looks away Molly: *she looks back after a moment with a smile* I do not imagine it will be a problem... Morgan:*he looks uncomfortable* i'm not sure. it seems these things creep up and happen before you realise Molly: *molly looks at the floor, pain in her eyes. she chooses her words very carefully* All I know is that from my part, I will endeavour for such not to come to pass to cause upset in our friendship. Morgan: i've no doubt about that at all.*he looks round uncomfortably, ees fixing on the bookshelf* oh, that reminds me... you wanted to check for qan adjoining door Molly: *she looks both unhappy and distracted by her thoughts* Oh, yes. *she goes to the bookcase, and begins fiddling* Morgan: i think when i return to the house i'm going to start enforcing social respect more. hopefully it'll keep eiblinn from causing trouble Molly: Ah ha! *She pulls two books aside, and there is a faint sound of a door knob being turned. Her thoughts pushed aside, she smiles at him* In truth, I can not imagine anything keeping her from trouble. But I think yes, it might be wise. As to how I fit in to that, I am unsure... Morgan: *he looks solemnly at her* in how to keep eiblinn out of trouble? Molly: *She doesn't notice the look, pushing hard on the book shelf* No, as to where I fit in in a social etiquette sense... Though I will do whatever you wish of me to aid you in your struggle with Evie's ways. Morgan:Eiblinn must learn to keep her tongue. some instruction on that is all you can do. i will not have your name tarnished because you're trying to protect her.as for your social standing... currently, i think, you'll be around my sort of status... respectable but without holdings to back it up. Molly: *She is about to speak when suddenly the door opens and she falls in to the other room. She stands, laughing and rubbing her hip* I think perhaps the Colonel will be wishing to discuss my standing an respectability this evening. And in the case of Evie, I think this does have to be her last chance. She can hardly be happy constantly erring, ad it would only be fair to remove her from that if the situation escalates. Morgan:Not only that but she brings a bad name to Lady Torrington's house and to my name... *he grins*though my own actions do that well enough, so i dont mind -all- that much Molly: *Molly smiles back broadly* Your reputation only suffers from the actions they know of, mine seems to suffer from speculation and rumour... Morgan: Aye, well... before long those speculating may find themselves burdened by a sudden loss of respectability Molly: *she smiles softly* Do not let it trouble you. Rumours of my inappropriate behaviour will affect me far less than rumours of the Rose being cursed. It is not as if I am searching for a noble husband anymore *she laughs softly* Morgan: That much is true i suppose. though i find very little noble in you ex-betrotheds behaviour lately. Molly: He would have shown this side of him eventually, better that it is like this rather than were I tied at home with his babies. *She smiles at him, and pokes her head in to the room next door. A moment later, she comes back in with a key.* Morgan: True enough.*he looks at the key* simpler to have looked from the other side? Molly:No, it's concealed by the bookshelf on that side also. I am beginning to wonder what sort of bad behaviour this ship was designed for! *she laughs, taking a second key from her side* Morgan: I wouldnt care to consider it really. i'm sure it's for some sort of immoral behaviour Molly: *she goes to him, and gives him a key, her voice soft* You're developing quite a little collection here... Morgan: *morgan takes the key and adds it to a bunch stored in a pouch about his waist* i swear this little lot weighs more than my sword Molly: *She smiles* Let's hope you get more use from the keys than the sword between now and our arrival in Freiburg! Morgan: Indeed... though I suspect Kai will test that ideal quite vigorously Molly: Yes, I fully expect tonight to be the first of our many shouting matches... Morgan: I've absolutely no doubt of that. i wouldnt be surprised if my discussion with him escalates beyond a discussion Molly: *she looks at him, her eyes soft, voice quiet* You will be careful won't you, dear heart? Morgan: i wont intentionally start a fight, but there are certain facts he must be made aware of. Molly: I understand, I merely worry for your safety. I do not doubt your swordsmanship, but the Colonel is a military man and therefore regularly practised... Morgan: He's not the only one with military service behind him blossom... and besides, i get plenty of practice at the house Molly: *she looks surprised and intrigued* Now there's something I did not know. It oft seems that the more I know of you, the more remains undiscovered... *she blushes, though doesnt notice she has* Morgan: *he shrugs* i do not make an issue of it. Molly: It's intriguing that so many first born sons were allowed to join the fighting. I think were it Avalon, they would have been kept home to ensure the line of succession remain unbroken. *She picks up her glass once more, a slight lipstick mark on the rim from where she drank before* Morgan: Its a fairly old tradition. first born are military men and, traditionally, second born go into the clergy Molly: I think in Avalon the first born son's primary role is as ruler, and secondary role as producer of heirs... After that the second born son would join the military, and the third born the clergy. After that, I am not sure. Of course, this does not apply to families like mine.*She smiles softly* Morgan: its one of the reasons that i have little respect for kai, at any rate. Molly: It is understandable... he is so forceful in personality that he will always earn the disrespect of others. Morgan:it is not his manner that causes my disrespect. *he pauses, looking darkly at the book shelf*i've known many men sent to die by idiots too impressed with their own title and with no experience of battle. Those who think that an officers commission is a valid reason not to fight. Molly: *she nods solemnly* I can certainly imagine how such experiences would alter your feelings for someone. Morgan: Indeed. The man seems just a little too impressed with his rank. Molly: In my experience, he is far worse in the company of certain others than when alone, or just with the Lieutenant. I wonder that it stems from a desire to be liked and respected? Morgan: Ironic that such a driving desire could prove so counter productive to his cause in my case Molly: Sometimes our desires do just that, that we strive too hard and thus sabotage our goals *she sips her brandy* Morgan: You think that was Eiblinns error i take it? Molly: In truth, I was not thinking of Eiblinn at all, but I can certainly see that, yes... Morgan: I think i err'd in my dealing with that situation, if i'm honest.*he glances at her* though i'll deny i ever said that Molly: *Molly's brow furrows slightly, and her lips form the beginning of a puzzled pout* That you became involved with someone, or that you ended it? Morgan:*he grins* that i ever said i made a mistake Molly:*She smiles back at him, her eyes suddenly becoming playful* You do not like admitting where you're wrong... let's hope you don't make any more mistakes! *she laughs, though after a moment her fingers go to her lip and she looks away embarrassed* Morgan: We shall have to see, wont we. I think with all the conversations i'm going to have before long, the opportunity for messing right up is going to come along quite frequently Molly: Quite possibly. I know I shall have to have my wits about me when dealing with the Colonel. Morgan: indeed. much as i dislike his manner, i've no doubt he's got a sharp mind Molly: It is whether his sharp mind and determination to achieve... *she shrugs* whatever it is he wishes to achieve from me outweighs my own mind and determination. Morgan: it would be much simpler were his intentions obvious Molly: *she sighs softly* So very true... it would be easier to handle any situation that might arise if I could predict what situations they might be. Morgan: *he laughs* how true of all situations. still, uncertainty is part of life Molly: *she smiles softly* I am sure I can handle almost anything that the Colonel tries. Morgan: I hope you're right. As admirable as your strength of character is, there are times when its wiser to compromise Molly: On things that matter little, I shall. I expect that he will disapprove of my cleaning of the Rose, and I shall give in on that. I meant more in terms of his behaviour at a personal level, though I would like to think he holds no affections for me, I am not fool enough to discount the possibility out of hand. Do you understand, dear heart? *she fiddles with her bracelet, not meeting his eyes* Morgan:Entirely. Molly: *she chews the inside of her lip, eyes thoughtful, and goes back to leaning against the desk* Flattering though it would be to have caught his attentions in competition to noble women, it would do nothing but complicate what is already a very difficult situation. In many ways my life seems to be getting more complex rather than less! Morgan: *he smiles ruefully* at least you're only living one life... i seem to have several running concurrently Molly: At the moment I am only living one... when I return to Tawstock to set up my own home there, I shall be trying to live two, one for me, and one for the Rose. I'm going to have to give some careful consideration to how the Rose can be run without me, and how reasonable it is to do so. *she sighs, obviously burdened* Morgan: *he takes her hand* you know any assistance i can give i will Molly: *she squeezes his hand softly with a smile* I know, dearest one. Unfortunately, I am torn between desire and duty, and somehow must find a compromise that makes everyone happy. Morgan: *he shrugs nonchalently* well do not consider me in that issue. do what is best for you and your future Molly: *Molly starts to look slightly pained, but forces a neutral look to cover it. Her voice is soft, quiet* Even if I am only in Tawstock a few weeks each year? Morgan: If that is whats best for you... i shall make time to join you sometimes if i can... if you'd like Molly: Would that not be difficult, given your work at Lady Catherines? *She bites her lip, eyes thoughtful* Morgan: Assuming i am allowed to continue there, then yes, it would be, but... i've travelled abroad since working there, so i cant see too many problems Molly: *she drops her eyes* I can not see Lady Catherine relinquishing you so easily from your post. If that were the case, I would more than happily employ you upon the Rose, if it were your wish. Morgan: i must admit, despite my deception, she refused to end my employment... though that was before she knew who i actually am Molly: *she nods, sipping her brandy* Do you think you will tell her that also? Morgan: i already have, though i've not had chance to properly discuss it yet Molly: I doubt there will be any problem. I can imagine you working there quite happily until you must return to Eisen for good. I wonder, I have thought of my options regarding the Rose, but I wonder if you have any more. I could sell her, and live comfortably in Tawstock from the funds, though I would struggle then to visit you in Eisen. I could live permanately on the Rose, and visit Tawstock as the guests do, which would be in the Rose's best interest. I could find a good captain, and correspond with him to run the Rose, whilst living in Tawstock full time. Or I could travel one in two, or one in three journeys, being away for 12 or so days in a month or six week period, in an attempt to have the best of both worlds...*she takes a deep breath* Are there other options? Which option would you advise? Morgan:Finding a trustworthy captain and crew is the first importance... though the colonel is a man of eisen, i've not known him nearly long enough to trust him yet.*he pauses looking thoughtful*perhaps... while i'm in eisen i may look up some acquaintances who may be interested Molly: *she squeezes his hand*I would appreciate that. The Lieutenant also has a crew he wishes to introduce me to in the hopes I will like them. *she looks around the study*Much as I love this ship, I would suffer a great deal to live my life here permanately. I want to be in Tawstock as often as I can, though may be with time, I would come to need it less and less.*she smiles sadly* Once you return to Eisen for good, it is possible I shall visit there barely at all Morgan: With luck it will be some time away. *he grins*besides... Sudlachenburg is an awful place to travel to... ships cant really make it, despite the sudlache running from the lake to the sea Molly: Difficult or not, I would still travel there as oft as you would have me. And as oft as whatever life I have by then allows, for it is possible by then I shall be someone's mistress and have their children to raise. *she smiles softly* Morgan: *morgans face darkens momentarily*indeed you might.*he sighs* i do not like all the uncertainty that lays before me Molly: *molly watches his reaction to her words. Her face clearly shows that she wars over what to say, the agony of her struggle almost painful to watch. With a look of defeat, she sighs.* You mean in regards to your trip to Sudlachenburg? Morgan: Amongst other things Molly: *molly sets down her brandy, and slides along the desk a little so she is stood right in front of him. She takes his other hand in hers* Regardless of... of... of everything else, I remain your devoted friend and confidante. I would not have you censor what you say to me for fear of hurting or upsetting me in some way. If you wish to discuss what your uncertainties are, then I am here for you, as always. Morgan: * he smiles slightly, looking torn* most of the uncertainties lie in what will await me upon my return Molly: *Molly watches him intently, her voice becoming quieter. She bites her lip, dropping her eyes, so unsure whether to say it or not, yet deciding to, figuring the worst that could happen is him to laugh at her* On your return to the house, or return to me? Morgan: The latter, blossom. Molly: *she nods, keeping her eyes downcast* As soon as I know what I shall be doing regarding the Rose and my time in Tawstock, I will tell you. I'm sorry for the uncertainty my indecision gives you. Morgan: *he pauses, looking at her solemnly* it is not your location that gives me trouble but rather whether the... affection you hold for me will have diminished or been placed elsewhere while I'm gone Molly: *she looks up at him shyly, struggling to meet his eyes.her voice is serious but gentle* Do my affections mean so much to you to give you so much worry? Morgan: If they did not, would I be so concerned about it? Molly: *she rises up on her toes, and presses her lips softly to his cheek before drawing away* I do not foresee my affections for you diminishing at all... each day, though it is unwise, they seem to increase...*she looks away, cheeks red* Morgan: *he looks at the floor* it is foolish on your part. i'm barely a shell, and i cannot offer anything... whereas someone like the colonel or lieutenant... Molly: *she squeezes his hands gently, her tone compassionate* It was not my intention. I am well aware that you could never feel anything for me. I have never, or would ever, ask you to try. But this you know. Morgan: That is -not- what i meant Molly: *her voice is soft, imploring, her eyes downcast* Then please, dear heart, speak true and plain, for such a conversation as this easily leads to confusion and misinterpretation. What was your meaning? Morgan: *he speaks quietly, haltingly* my affection for you goes beyond friendship Molly:But it can not go much past that because... because of circumstances. And truly, I understand that. Morgan: I... I don't know. I cannot go past that while my past haunts me, but I do not wish to return having battled my demons to a place where your affections are directed elsewhere Molly: *her eyes become very thoughtful, and for a few seconds she says nothing, chewing her lip* I... In truth, I believed your return to Eisen was in part in the hopes of removing your affection for me entirely, for the sake of your peace of mind. Morgan: *he shakes his head* no. i wish to put what i can behind me... i do not wish to tread lightly around people for fear of being found out any longer Molly: *she looks intently at him a moment, clearly puzzled and unsure of herself* What is it you would have of me? Do you seek my promise to take no other to my heart and arms? Morgan: It would be unfair of me to ask for such Molly: But that would be your wish? That I await you, til your return and then... well that matters not. Que sera, sera...*her voice is calm, quiet, though her hands in his tremble a little* Morgan: In absolute honesty, yes, that is what I wish Molly: *she nods* Then I promise that I shall not take another to my arms or heart in your absence. Not that it was my intention. I will not ask the same of you, your healing is so important that if you find another can help you better than I, it would be better that you give your attentions and affections to her. *she looks away, knowing that her face might give away that it would still hurt her* Morgan: I do not expect to find another that holds my interest as you do. Molly: *she blushes, voice quiet, looking up at him through lowered lashes* I hope you are right. Do you have other uncertainties I can alleviate? Morgan: unless you know the minds of my family... no Molly: I truly do not see how they can deny you anything, I know that I could not... Morgan: In truth I do not even know if they still count me as family. I do not even know if they know what Edward did Molly: *she sighs softly* I wish you were taking someone with you for support. Though I do not doubt your success at all, I do not like how much this weighs upon you. I worry about you, dear one. Morgan: As I've explained before, I must do this alone. Molly: I understand. I only hope what little I can give you to take along helps in some way. *she smiles softly, squeezing his hands* Morgan: it does. more than i can explain. Molly: *she smiles softly* I am glad to hear that, dear heart. so, now that we have established there is indeed an adjoining door, will you be switching rooms? Morgan: *he thinks about it*I dont think it would be wise... no doubt whomever the colonel puts in to run the ship will want it. Molly: *she smiles* As you will, Morgan. Please, still feel free to use it for your discussion with the Colonel.