Samuel was extremely confused. What in the world did that dog want? When the dog opened his mouth, the man's eyes widened. What... how could that dog possibly had gotten those? Petting the dog with one hand, the man cleaned the bottles, checking the medication. "How did you...?" He shook his head. Now, that was really strange, he had to admit. Unsure of what the dog was waiting for, he opened one of the bottles and mixed half its contents with his tea, drinking it. As soon as he was done, he patted the dog one more time and put the bottles in his pocket. "Thank you, friend. But I think you should go home", he stated calmly.<br/><br/>Edgar felt relieved when Jocelyn agreed to talk to him. He didn't really want to do what he was about to do, but since he would do it anyway, he would have to do it rather sooner than later. Excusing himself, he followed Jocelyn outside. With a deep sigh, the man nodded when the young woman asked if it was a matter of great importance. "It is. I..." He reached out and held Jocelyn's hand. His expression was tormented and guilty. "I can't... I can't do this." He took a deep breath. It was obvious Edgar was terribly nervous. "I can't marry you", he blurted out. "I'm sorry. It is not personal... I mean... you are a great person, and a beautiful young woman, and all... but I do not love you, and you do not love me. Is it not so?"<br/><br/>Edgar looked eve guiltier, and ashamed of himself, when he finished his words. "I... I tried... I promise..."