Vince- just before Nicci's return to the dining room<br/><br/>Vince was about the reply to Mari beside him. Almost formulated something that might sound equally light. He was going for openness without any expectations. Tonight had been a promise and he hoped it would not look different in the first light of the dawn. He was going to turn to response to Mari and stopped short.<br/><br/>Vince caught the motion at the door and looked in that direction. It was Nicci returning and he stood to receive her. Something had changed. The way she seemed to move smoothly across the floor. It seemed her brows were no longer as pinched if he remembered correctly. The trip to the Lou had lightening her load, Vince thought. He'd be finding his way in that direction for sure shortly.<br/><br/>He found himself wearing a smile to them all as he waited til she sat and then sat down himself. The information she brought about relocating to the lounge had him deep in thought as he tried to map it out with the earlier tour of the house. Only now he had to turn himself around since he would not be seeking the place from the entry door but from where he sat in the dining room.  He made up his mind to follow and let the bravest of them lead the way.  Nothing wrong with brinin up the rear an offerin moral support.<br/><br/>Her question about what she had missed had him silent. It wasn't for him to tell the tale. He left that to those who had the right of it. Those who could explain as they saw fit in the way which was best for themselves. He had been speculatin an enjoyin ah rare treat as he had listened. He had probably missed a bit himself.<br/><br/>