<br/>"I am not a relative and he will not get in trouble with me. I am here to discuss with you what occurred, tell you what I have been through, and then possibly we can help each other."<br/>[/quote]<br/><br/>She didn't quite see what he was aiming at but his voice was pleasant and he emanated a quiet strength.<em>Solid bloke,</em>she thought.<em>The kind you can take home to mama.</em>That drew a smile. It was all too easy to imagine her mother fuss over the handsome firefighter. "Nice to meet you too, Vince. You guys did good work back there. I'm sure you've gone through a lot, dealing with this kind of thing." Her hand came up in a brief, sympathetic touch to his shoulder. "Don't they have people you can talk to? I mean, you're welcome to talk to me but I can't do much except listen." The man would be better off in the hands of a professional in case of trauma. "Must be hard, doing what you do."<br/><br/>"You're a cool guy, Vince. Hey, I've known you for five minutes. Maybe not even that, and I'm already saying that. But look, I don't need help. What happened was whacky, but I'm cool. Zorcaster said he'd let me know when there's word from the hospital. All we can do now is hope she'll be alright."<em>And if she won't be, someone's going to answer for that </em>she vowed quietly.<br/><br/>She send him a sidelong glance, obviously this fire wasn't all that was eaten at him. "You want to talk about it?"