“Are you sure of that Ishmael?” Galina asked quietly matching his airy tone, her head tilted to the side as she looked at him. “Why else would you try to live their lives with them?” Her eyes landed on him as if understanding exactly why he wanted such a life, why he had just a few moments before tried to lord it before her.

It was pointless to attempt to deny such a yearning existed, it was, however, altogether another thing to simply act upon it. Galina had made that mistake long again, she did not intend to repeat it.