Sudden weariness was heavily felt by his whole body as the needed hope allowed some relief in his being. Welcoming it as Zeleskiaz took a second to feel the conflicting emotions, deeply… determining himself to not drown in these suppositions.
'Whatever may be… my love was also suffering…' — He thought gaining the impulse to finally stand. — "If this is what I hope… I will not allow you to suffer. Much less because of misconception…"
Ready to go in her search his first step halted. Glancing again at the misplaced stain on his blouse.
"Tsk!"
Unnerved, his hand lifted and ripped the corrupted fabric off his blouse, dropping it as if putrefied, looking thoroughly yet speedy his entire self to get rid of any other place that could have been disgraced by that other woman. Making sure no forced hint of Karina would remain in himself… for solely Marianne's he was to be…
