TL knew Madame Zoya would make the habitual warnings about the readings - his friend had warned him about. Those eyes were penetrating him once more, making TL swallow dry. There was no way back and he nodded.<br/><br/>"Yes, I know that. Please go ahead. Sometimes truth can be paining. But we have to live with them, don't we?", he winked again, but trying to avoid her powerful gaze. After these words, TL stretched his legs under the table and by accident, his ankle touched a part of her legs briefly... but as everything else, that fraction of second seemed to last long five seconds.<br/><br/>"Sorry for that, Madame Zoya", he said with a wide smile, trying not to look at her eyes. "Shall we start now?"