If he ever saw her as more than a friend he wanted to be kind to. Now, watching him with his hands between his knees, arms resting on his thighs, dish...veled, pensive, she wondered why, unasked, her question had been answered. What had happened? And how could she help? He hadn’t said a word since she had walked in and found him sitting there, by the window, the armchair not cradling his spine this time, but merely housing a body tense and ill at ease. His eyes never left the hands whose fingers. I had no idea how this was going to end up, but I couldn’t think of a reason to move my leg away and was glad that the table hid the pole under my pants.We all declined the offered desert, to the waiter’s dismay, and his repeated attempts to get us different house specialties. Finally, Kaitlyn removed her foot from my shin and said, “I need to go freshen up; will you join me Marissa?” My wife nodded yes, and the two women got up and headed to the ladies’ lounge.“Well, what do you think?” asked. I’m here on business and would gladly pay you for your time.”“If you want to buy my lunch then that would be more than enough payment for me to talk with you and hopefully answer any questions that you might have.”Lunch was interesting. Sophia was trying to explain all the different dishes on the large platter that was brought out to us. The dish was called thali and was made up of all the 6 different flavors of sweet, salt, bitter, sour, astringent, and spicy on one single plate. Thali means. “Don’t know that I’ve ever seen stronger.”“They’ll think he’s Loa,” Kalfou said grimly. The tall man nodded grimly. “And they’ll come right here,” she continued. The tall man nodded again, more deeply. “Merde,” she cursed. She quickly wrapped Will’s hand. “What’s a Loa?” Will asked. “A spirit. Strong magic. Like yours, but from inside.” Doctor Kalfou tapped her chest. Will’s eyes flicked down. She was moving quickly as she finished working on him. Interesting things were bouncing beneath her.