Mari chuckled as well and shook her head. "I'll talk to White about that", she promised jokingly. With a gentle move, she brushed the curls away from Dumas' eyes. "It's okay, darling. I actually like it", she completed, in her usual sweet way.<br/><br/>As Dumas tried to explain how he felt, Mari waited with her usual patience and nodded. No words were necessary, at least she didn't feel they were, at the moment. When Dumas touched her face, Mari didn't try to pull away. She simply stayed where she was, her eyes gazing on his, her lips almost touching Dum's. When he drew his hand away, she took a deep breath and resumed a straight posture.<br/><br/>It was so complicated, wasn't it? Mari had told herself over and over that she was not allowed to like anyone. It wasn't fair to anyone else, was it? Forcing herself to smile, Mari nodded. "Don't worry, Dum. I won't", she promised softly. With a smile and mimicking his salute, Mari waited for Dumas to leave the kitchen. After doing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen, the hostess did her laundry and hung it out to dry, before doing one or two other small chores in the club. After she was done, Mari made her way into her room.<br/><br/>Being careful not to wake Dumas, she slipped into her bed, after setting an alarm on her phone in case she overslept. After a few minutes just watching as Dumas slept, she finally closed her eyes as well, just resting them for a while. At least it was quiet, and she felt safe with Dumas there, even him being asleep.