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Kilgitsuk did not expect a moment of tenderness from the woman. She reached across the stone and the man went quiet, his surprise was so great. Ariadne was genuine in her offer and that, while reminding him of the kindness of her mother, was something his life lacked right now. The masculine urge to refuse help reared its ugly head in that instant and he nearly withdrew; but steeled himself.

I... I don't know if there is any way to help. Unless you can step in to the past, maybe knock sense in to me before I screw things up? A smile, though it is strained. He stows this and the rest of his feelings with a small shake of his head. No, nevermind. Thank you for your kindness, Ariadne. This is something that simply... cannot be changed.

I do not think being a trader is my destiny, either. Now he withdrew from her touch, but it was a slow withdrawal. I am glad to be here, helping. That is enough for now.