As she was touching the hand of this unfamiliar woman for the first time she couldn't really decide whether to be simply polite and let it go after a greeting and a squeeze, or to grope it a bit longer, letting herself "see" her the only way she could. So what Elvra did finally was somewhere halfway.<br/>- She insecurely held her hand between her palms, tracing it with her fingertips, and tried to give her a soft, encouraging smile, though her neck still twitched time to time and her whole trembling body and eyes looked like she could be dead in any minutes.<br/>"<em>Zoya</em>.. Beautiful name you have... But.. isn't it Russian??.. And Winch.. what are you talking about?? What she had done earlier??"<br/>To get some rest she leaned back against the couch and slowly let Zoya's hand go, instead she was groping for her blanket to cover herself against cold shivers.<br/>