She didn't look at him when he prompted - couldn't was perhaps a little more accurate. Her gaze setteled on his hand wraped around his glass. 'I want to travel' she managed, her voice low so that there was no risk of being over heard by Ana who she was keenly aware was keeping an eye on her from across the room. 'Not this sort of gentele swanning' she clarified, gesturing with her head to the assembled party. 'But more than that, experiencing real people, real things, their real lives.'

Her gaze travelled around the room, 'This could be any stuffy drawing room, in any country of the world' she explained, 'I've been a dozen already this season, and I've a dozen more to come' she tried not to allow her voice to sound too glum, but it did. She gave a tired little sigh, and her gaze setteled back on her lap again, 'But then such is life isn't it?' She had said too much she was sure, the dashing adventurer with his exciting stories would leave this dinner with the story of the sad little bakers daughter playing at being a debutante. Another sigh forced itself from her mouth. 'I suppose we cannot all have such excitement in our lived' she forced a smile that didn't extend to her eyes.

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