Values

[workthroughit]

The desk is back in the Nexus again. And the owner of it is once more behind it, hands folded primly in front of him. Set off to the side is a fountain pen and a pad of paper. The banker's light and the metronome rest on the desk as well, though both are turned off. The snow is cleared in a neat three foot circumference around his seat, and though he's in just a dress shirt and sweater vest, the cold doesn't seem to bother the doctor one bit.

"I wonder," Dr. Hill begins in his usual northern European accent, "What do you, as a person, value more? Honesty? Or loyalty?"

A simple question, really.

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[bornstrong]

Too true.

"Perhaps. I may take you up on your offer," she replies, thinking that she's not even sure how to start talking about what's happened to her, besides laying out the basic events.

[workthroughit]

"I look forward to hearing from you, should you choose to do so."

[bornstrong]

"Thank you," she says, simply, and again there's a tense sort of smile on her face.