Abi froze, then reached up and wiped tears from her eyes. Slowly she turned around, her eyes were red and she was wiping them. She walked back and sat down. "Ok, thank you." She said softly. She sat quietly for a minute trying to regain her composure. Out of the corner of her eye she saw that Robin had moved back away from the bars and sat quietly on the floor in a corner. Xavier gave her a little time.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath, "Ok, first things first. I came here in my capacity as the faculty advisor to the LGBTQ community at the University. That is why I came and since Robin is a college prep student he is technically a matriculated student at the university. He is not a child." She added for emphasis. A vision of their morning of passion went through her head which of course simply confirmed that he was no child. "He has no family so we take extra responsibility with students like that. As to his sexuality. You have no right, legal or moral, question it." By the expression on his face, Abi could tell Xavier had no idea she served as the faculty liaison to the University's LGBTQ community. She look at him. "I know you didn't know I had that role. You probably didn't know I held the same position in Kansas City, but if you dig into your memory you might remember I told you once I had been asked to do this in KC but as usual you were not listening. All faculty have extra responsibilities, this is mine and I am passionate about it. That you didn't know, is really your fault since you are never interested in anything I do. And I would be damned before I would ask your permission."<br/><br/>She felt herself getting angry again, but she took a deep breath and a pause. "I accept your explanation of the arrest and I concede that that ID is a problem. But I suspect it worked with a bouncer once and it didn't occur to Robin that it would not work with a professional law enforcement officer. I am sure Robin has learned their lesson. An official warning is in order."<br/><br/>She started to cry again, and immediately got angry with herself. "We have problems Xavier. You treat me with so much disrespect. I have a PhD, I read classical Greek, I have been around the world on archeological digs, I recently had a translation of an obscure Greek poet published. Did you know any of that? No. Whenever I try to tell you about my life and the things I am excited about you ignore me or dismiss me, like your oregano comment. Do you really think that I am so sheltered I could get to my 51st year and never have seen, experienced or smelled pot?" She started to cry, "You don't care about me. You don't. You say you don't know me. Well, whose fault is that. You are not interested in me!" She started to sob so she put her head down on the desk and just let it out crying for a good 5 minutes before she got herself under control.<br/><br/>She took the kleenex he offered her and nodded. "Maybe we ought to spend some time apart. I don't know. By the way, just so you know, the fire in the woods was me. It is something I like to do. It is a kind of spiritual thing. I won't do it again if it is a problem, but I don't want you thinking it might have been anyone else. I'm sorry if that caused you problems..." She started to cry again. Then shook her head and slipped in her chair closing her tear filled eyes.