You're reading a fucking story, for crissakes.)Anyway, it was nearing Christmas the first time I ate at Bernie's. Handfuls of cheap-ass tinsel clung t... the windows and strings of ancient, multi-colored Christmas bulbs were strewn along the dark wood and low ceilings as if they had been tossed about by a delinquent ten year old. The place felt cramped, dingy and cold. Maybe that's how it really feels in an English pub, but I had a feeling the English did 'old' way better than Nguyen was doing it. I started moving my hands at his back which made him relax and he left his work and was just taking the pleasure from my hands.Suddenly he got up from the chair and said that he is leaving and this was not correct, I calmed him down with both my hands on his shoulders and explained him that this was just what our mind and heart told us to do. He was still not convinced and wanted to go but didn't left as he wanted me to finish my explanation just because of the respect he had for me. Then I saw. “What are those looks for?”“What are we going to do?” Myrdina asked impatiently. “It’s your fault we’re in this position.”“My fault?” Sarinia asked with a disbelieving laugh. “I’m sure you all agree that we need to look into mother’s affairs and see what she’s planning ... If I stay on Baelora, are any of you volunteering to go to Genthalas and investigate? Do you really relish the opportunity to be in Gaenna’s close company for the next several weeks?”All three of them looked down, unable to. This was an older area, that hadn't been updated yet. I think GK got a good price on it. I walked in through the front door of GK's shop. There was a camera that whirred as the motor coaxed the camera to follow my movement through the door. There were several other cameras inside the shop, that all moved in unison to follow me wherever I went. This always unnerved me a little every time I came in here. The shop was kinda dark. The front windows were boarded over, and inside the shop were few.