With a disappointed sigh Elvra's hand fell back onto her lap and slowly she shook her head as she heard the girl moving farther, she even formed a few words but without a sound...<br/>Then her hands started to grope for something else than the blanket, something that was placed on the small smoking table between the sofas and armchairs. A pair of dark glasses she usually wore outside of the house to hide the most annoying part of her body but now she forgot about them. With a bitter regret she corrected what she thought to be a mistake and only after this she covered herself with the handwaved material she liked so much to touch and feel around her sensitive body.<br/>"Oh, please don't get me wrong Zoya, my que... my qu...<em>Damn it!</em>.. So, I only wanted to know where you come from.. Actually.. I find your name very beautiful. I often thought about myself to give my future child a non-American name... But this was long ago." - she left the topic with another soft smile.<br/><br/>She<em>tried</em>. She really tried hard to make their guest feel better in their home and around her - as she knew it was mainly her challenge, her task to ease this unpleasant stress her disease caused. She already did this once with Winch and later with other people she liked - but this young woman was the first person she met without her sight and it felt terribly difficult to ever get closer to her than this, here and now.<br/>"What are you preparing, Winch? Honey, I've already done something with vegetables earlier, if I remember well..<em>If</em>I..." - she gave a sarcastic smile to herself.<br/>The next moment her whole body started to tremble somewhat under the blanket but she seemed to get used to this as all her reaction were a few deep breathes to relax herself more than just laying there.<br/>