Samuel was searching in his pockets for the étui that he kept his cigarettes in. Upon hearing the intensity in her voice, he stopped what he was doing and looked up. Unwillingly delighted by her candor, he held out his hands. Their palms were turned towards her; it was a gesture that felt foreign to him, but he did not mind it. Those he did not need to hide anymore, what for?
"Consider them ungloved from now on and forever," he offered. He felt that he meant it; felt as though he was committing to a pact between them that would pull on both of them with its gravity. At the same time, he could not help but think that at this point she could not possibly understand the scope of what she was demanding; she did not know enough. How could she? And how much would he dare to tell her?
Standing in the dark with the stars behind them, he considered that they were in truth still strangers. Perhaps in this moment they shared the same sentiment: uncharted territory now surrounded them, and uncharted they were to each other.
"Consider them ungloved from now on and forever," he offered. He felt that he meant it; felt as though he was committing to a pact between them that would pull on both of them with its gravity. At the same time, he could not help but think that at this point she could not possibly understand the scope of what she was demanding; she did not know enough. How could she? And how much would he dare to tell her?
Standing in the dark with the stars behind them, he considered that they were in truth still strangers. Perhaps in this moment they shared the same sentiment: uncharted territory now surrounded them, and uncharted they were to each other.
