The question made the hairs on Sinead's neck stand. She had already told Tanis everything that she knew about the papers and finally, for the first time over the course of their interaction, Sinead realized Tanis probably knew that.<br/>It sent her head spinning, struggling with the revelation that they were at last on the same page. Even the possibility of leaving the public eye felt juvenile and thrilling, and Sinead was overcome with relief at the fact that Tanis still showed her that interest.<br/>"Sure," she answered, doing what was in her power to sound casual about it.<br/>She forced her eyes off of Tanis, turning to gather the lone pair of sunglasses off the table and into her purse. In reality, her heart was beating out of her chest at even the smallest possibility of getting to hold Tanis again - not at some indistinct point in the future, but<span style="font-style: italic">now</span>.<br/>When Sinead's attention returned onto Tanis, she was smiling, finally a girlish grin to the corner of her mouth. "I have time."