A series of coughs came through as Nathalie responded to Marianne's queries.
In broad daylight, with a quick tea time, this was what greeted her.
Out of all things she might've asked.
Then again, not that it wasn't possible as she was well aware of the obsession this lady had for him.
"I suppose you don't have to be so defensive about it."
[I wasn't.] Her penmanship was rather crooked as she lightly tapped her chest as choked herself. [I'm genuinely surprised.]
"I see."
Alas, Marianne took a sip of her tea, taking her time. To which this had Nathalie take her time regaining her composure as she thought of Keith.
She thought that accepting a tad bit of her hospitality would make their relationship better than it was before; then again, she knew building rapport was never an easy feat.
