TL felt her fingers touching his other hand. He close his eyes once more and felt her lovely skin, the soft, tender skin of the gorgeous tarot reader.<br/><br/>"I simply cannot live up with this uncertainty as regards the battle. It is not exactly a battle, it is more a fight to overcome an obstable and become member of the organization which does not care for people, but only for money. But this is a decision hard to be made and I believe none of us can have the right answer<em>hic et nunc</em>. Better wait and see how things evolve in this front. This is what I have been doing in the last ten years and I succeed", he said gazing her eyes.<br/><br/>"And think I was more worried about love than anything else. It seems that love, once more, is something collateral in my life", TL sighs disappointed. "I truly hoped you would come out with something more optimistic", he giggled nervously and squeezed her fingers.<br/><br/>"What about forgiving? Not necessarily those two bastards who are plotting against me...I mean, I have been insulted some times and I hardly can see the faces of those. The point is that one of those people insists on reminding me she exists no matter how much I ignore her. She is a nice person, I think, but she did not notice she insulted me, or pretends not to know. Or maybe I am fighting windmills, just like Dom Quixote, making up a scenario of animosity which does not even exist. I know you are thinking about my dreamer side, but this was something quite concrete. Something tells me I should ignore that insult, but the fact she simply does not come and ask me to forgive me her pisses me off. Is there any instruction about this in the cards?"