Claude's face was a shade of red it had never been before, and he gulped audibly as he approached her. He steadied his hands and worked on untying her laces. Carefully, he worked away, wondering what see was thinking about. He hopped she was thinking of him. Claude's mind was about to wander, and with it, his hands. But, almost to his own dismay, he snapped back to reality. "You can't be thinking of such things right now, she's missing her father, what on earth is the matter with you?" He scolded himself in thought. As he undid the last lace, he closed his eyes and turned away so she could ready herself. "For goodness sake's. Claude, how could you be so rude to such a wonderful woman. She loves you, and as far as you know trusts you with her life and you were thinking such risque thoughts. Shame on you" He thought to himself again