The guard raced to the control room and opened cell door number twenty-five. The door slide to a halt just as Titos arrived back at it. ‘Hello’ Ti...os called out to the figure on the bed, it had stopped sobbing. Titos’ heart thundered in his chest, nervous that he might finally have met his mate, after one thousand years searching. The figure lay still, its breathing was only just discernible over the clothing covering it. Titos sniffed the air, his sense of smell better than a humans, but not. She was floating in the sky and enjoying each second.It was near to interval and so I quickly covered her upper body with the overcoat and lower body with the skirt. I wore my t-shirt and came back to my seat. After 5 minutes, the lights were turned on. I asked her what she would like to have during the interval but she gave the choice to me. I bought ice cream and cold cafe.We waited for the lights to be turned off again. Meanwhile, we started to chat. She said, “I enjoyed every moment of it. “We’re closed! Get out of the shop,” the fellow yelled at me. “This don’t concern you.”I reached for the Colt Navy to find nothing at Miranda’s hip.They can’t be worn in the city.I lifted her foot and pulled the knife from her boot. Miranda quickly resigned complete control to me.“The young woman said to let her go. Do so at once,” I growled. I’d almost forgotten how gravelly Miranda’s voice was. It no longer hurt as badly, but the beautiful musicality of her voice was gone forever.“None o’ yer. “No, I shall not have a starter and I shall go with the Cinnamon Chicken and the fresh pineapple to finish.” She nodded her approval and looked across the table, her foot now gently stroking my leg. “Can I ask you a personal question?” I said as she looked at me. “That depends on how personal it is.” She replied. I coughed slightly “Would you like white wine or rose with your meal?” “Is that it? Is that the personal question?” I nodded smiling “I prefer white, if that’s OK with you.” I motioned.