<strong>Guinevera Starr clearing things up with Marshal Wrynn<br/>Sheriff's Office | Day 2</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Guinevera looked with a puzzled expression wondering what the Marshal meant by the 'fear' question. "Excuse me, Marshal ... I didn't say I was afraid of anything," she retorted. On the contrary, in the back of her mind was a subtle fear, which she had yet to disclose to the Marshal. The subject although was floating between the false and the truth. The seed that was planted near the end of the climactic lust last night would only be truly determined by the Doctor, who too had yet to decide on a decision whether to stay in Oasis and make it his headquarters or be a humble traveling peddler of the medical kind. Guinevera chose to keep the fact of the fertilization buried and would dig it up when she knew it was true.<br/><br/>The Marshal's next statement caused her to be half-horrified of what his answer might be. Either he could accept the apology or refuse it. She hoped for the former, which she received and the flood receded from her mind and the water was diverted to under the bridge. She stood, saying, "Thank you, Marshal. I shall ponder on my character more carefully and choose my words so that I do not visit you in these settings regularly. Who knows who will start a jumpy little rumor that would jeopardize both our reputations. I certainly do not want that." Guinevera hoped that the matter of her womb wouldn't be the spark that would manifest into a flame that cannot be controlled. She walked over to the corridor then turned around and bid the Marshal farewell. "Thanks again, Marshal. I expect you won't be at the saloon tonight?" With the burden on her shoulders lifted, though one miniscule weight in her belly, she turned back and exited the Office once the Marshal replied to her little inquiry.<br/><br/>------> Saguaro Saloon