The four visitors arranged themselves in Isolde’s small lounge as she made and served the cups of steaming tea. As she cleared away the paints and canvas, she let the woman’s voice flow over her. Some reference to a husband’s approval caught her attention. Isolde sat down on a ladder back chair, since the group occupied her more comfortable furniture,<br/><br/>“Frau Wojik, we are not familiar with one another so I will introduce myself a little. First, I am not a married woman and have no plans to be attached further to any man,”  Isolde cut her eyes to Erlind and back to the woman.  "My roots are from France as you can tell by my surname and I am a nurse. I live and work in this area of Munich because the small monthly inheritance I receive only covers the rent on a flat in this low area of town. I have worked in that clinic for many years, long before being a Jew was considered a crime against the Fatherland.” This time Isolde made direct eye contact with the menacing female for a fraction of a second.<br/><br/>Isolde recognized that the woman and the impatient restless young man with the lovely Italian accent were both mortals. As such, they would be considered innocents no matter how much blood they had spilled. She would not use her power against them for this would fly in the face of her moral code. Erlind and Kristoff, however, were not exempt from being vanquished but for now, they were safe. She was not on a mission to rid the world of demons, only to heal and to bring comfort to those in need.<br/><br/>Addressing the Advocate, Isolde said with a sweet smile,<br/>“How kind of you to come to call this evening, Kristoff. Perhaps we might arrange another time of meeting socially as I fear tonight will be occupied with business.”<br/><br/>She switched back to looking at Erlind as he spoke of his reason for being here and when he waited for her answer she said,, with honest confusion,<br/><br/>“Both you and Frau Wojcik have mentioned goods, food, supplies being sent to the clinic. I have no knowledge of this nor of any orders sent out. On occasion, if I am given coins, I might have some fresh bread sent around but other than that, I’m in the dark on these supplies of which you speak. However, Erlind, if you have arranged for this, thank you.<br/><br/>As to the matter of Reichmarks, again, I am in the dark on this matter as well. No one has shared this wealth, legal or not with me. I have seen no one there who is flashing money around nor of anyone who is showing up with new garments or jewels. I wish I could help you but I know nothing of value.”<br/><br/>The young Italian officer stepped menacingly toward her when Isolde stood to collect the tea cups. She smiled sweetly at him and said in a soft voice,<br/><br/>“Ask what you will, but unless I am under arrest, do not lay your hands on me.” Her intent was clear as she held his eye with a stern measured look.<br/><br/>“As the good Father Fischer exhorted in Mass recently, I will cooperate with the government, rendering to Caesar the things that are Caesar’s. “ Isolde said as she carried the mismatched china to the sink. “I also will give to God what belongs to God which for me would be to care for the innocent.”<br/><br/>She came back in wiping her hands on a tea towel.<br/><br/>“If this is all, I worked a double shift today and the night grows late. Perhaps, it is time for you to go?” She looked straight at Erlind and didn’t care that the disappointment at his betrayal shone in her blue eyes.