I do apologize.’ ‘For telling me how nice I look?’ she asked somewhat incredulously. ‘Yes, I thought that it might be inappropriate, given the...situation or maybe just inappropriate period,’ he said. Maggie blushed and looked down, not able to hold his gaze as she replied: ‘I thought that it was a lovely compliment!’ ‘Well, it was certainly meant that way,’ he said, ‘But I didn’t want you to think that I was making inappropriate remarks to you.’ ‘How nice of you to be concerned about the way. She stood there, seemingly confused as whether to runback into the living room or to continue her sentence.The effect was that she just stood there looking atTyson, and he just stood there looking at her. As my wifestood there revealed and silent in front of Tyson I foundmyself more than a little excited. I wondered what he wasthinking.I broke the silence. “Renee, this is Tyson. Tyson, Renee. I think Renee finally realized that there was not muchpoint running. “Hi, its nice to meet. "There is only one other person in the entire opera house that has been kind to me. He is the Master of the Flies, Joseph Buquet. He taught me how to navigate the catwalks and how to find my way through the maze of passageways backstage. Joseph often invites me to his home to share supper with his wife and him. His wife gives me her hand-me-down clothes, although they are too large for me. I am a passable seamstress and alter the clothes to fit me. In a way, it is due to the things Joseph. By the way, I love that we got to keep our complexions. Nice and brown. A different look than those Eurocentric Elves one typically sees in fantasy. What are they, these Elvish names?” Priya spoke for her part, much more confident than she used to be.“My sentiments exactly,” Enrique grinned now at the prospect of a new, Elvish name, though he added, “I can also be Enrique still, right? She can still be Priya as well, right?”“Very well, then. I choose the name Eruantien for you, which basically.