[ Even with the warm smile on her face Hilda watches him with a careful, inquisitive gaze.
The change in subject, his sad expression doesn't escape her. There's a gentleness to her expression that softens into something tinged with empathy and understanding even though it might be the last thing he may want. But unlike the party, if he didn't want to discuss the subject, she'd let it go.
But she wants to give it, the thought, him, room to breathe. ]
no subject
The change in subject, his sad expression doesn't escape her. There's a gentleness to her expression that softens into something tinged with empathy and understanding even though it might be the last thing he may want. But unlike the party, if he didn't want to discuss the subject, she'd let it go.
But she wants to give it, the thought, him, room to breathe. ]
You wish...?