Patrick placed him in a sitting room with a comfortable leather chair, a table was next to the chair with room for his drink. across from the chait was a love seat. A small coffee table was between the chair and love seat. Overhead was a lighted ceiling fan.<br/><br/><br/>After he was seated Rassa walked in. She had changed into jeans, tennis shoes, and red cow neck sweater.  Her hair was smoothed from the spikes. She sees the man she had spent five long years searching for. "Rudolph? Oh my God. I knew it! Your alive!" Tears streaked her face. She was glad she did not put on mascara after removing her stage make up. She held her arms open. "Your home, here. That all that matters. No please don;t get up." She said seeing his cane.<br/><br/>She greeted him with a gentle hug. Not sure he had other wounds. She was filled with questions. He may not want to reveal his past. She did not interrogate him. Least not yet.<br/><br/>She was to over come to see Rudolph.