<div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/ojjoup.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Name: T'Rena Valitreah T'Gai<br/>Location: Daystrom building<br/>Tagging: Alric Dorn, Open<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Dorn is quiet beside me as we listen to the Goldshirt on stage speak. Suddenly, but not unwelcomed, Dorn's hand is upon my shoulder. He squeezes it softly and I find myself resigned to his calm demeanor. He removes his hand and I turn my head to give him a soft smile.<br/><br/>"Thank you, Dorn." I say softly. My voice is soft, just enough for him to hear, but not to draw attention from those around us. I blink softly, the inner third eyelid of my eye just clearing as my eyelids open back up. I turn back around, but purposefully move so my side is close to Dorn. I do not do it to make him uncomfortable, but to fully take advantage of his presence. I will have to see about making it a habit to spend more time with him.