Shimmering a vaccume of my memory

Anselm exit. Feel free to reply once more if you want.

His begging and his charm fell upon deaf ears. She would not listen to him - hearing, yes, but not really caring. And, having exhausted his efforts, Anselm knew there was nothing else for him to do here. He couldn't sneak by with this stranger in the way, and she wasn't about to show him any favor. With her insistence, he began to withdraw. And then when she stepped towards him, head low and body rigid with dominance, he sped up in his departure; casting a dubious glance across his shoulders as he fled.