Of course, it wasn't. A few days later, he found himself in front of her door once again. Again, he went in. This time, she was sitting on the floor, staring out the window. She hadn't heard him enter, so she was startled and jumped to her feet when he sat down beside her. He stayed away from her, keeping at least six feet between them.

"Sit down, woman." He commanded, glaring at her. She complied and sat back where she was. She stared at him and he stared back. She couldn't see anything past his hard look. There was no emotion - no humanity – in this man.

"Did you need some-" she began but was cut off.

"Shut up, woman." He snapped and got to his feet. She stood up to and watched as he walked out of the room.