She held onto the coffee mug tightly in her hands. Her blue eyes were fixed on the male before her. She watched his every move very carefully, thinking about Jeanne d'Arc as she watched his expressions. He had said that he loved Jeanne, but she did not entirely understand what he meant by that. Although he explained that he was a country and was old as France itself, she did not understand why he allow himself to fall in love with a human.

Lisa kept silent for she was afraid to say something that would possibly hurt him. She noticed that the male lifted his head from his drink and gazed upon her. They did not speak a single word, only remained looking at one another.

"So-"

"I-" They spoke at the same time an laughed lightly as they were stopped by one another.

"Ladies first." He smiled at her in his usual flirty self.

"Not to sound rude or anything, but... You were the one to invite me to drink coffee." She giggled in return.

"Right, I'm so sorry, Jeanne, I-" He stopped as he had noticed what he had called her, he then looked down and avoid her eyes. "I-I am so sorry."

"No, don't be." Lisa smiled. "I'm glad that I remind you of someone that you very much liked."

"You just really look like her. I am so sorry." He was truly embarrassed and he felt ashamed.

"It's alright." Lisa giggled and took another sip of the coffee.

"Alright... Anyways, what do you want to be?"

"Military strategist... But if that doesn't work out... Politician."

"Politician? Do you want to lead France one day?"

"If I can." She chuckled.

"So, why do you really deliver flowers to the graveyard's forgotten people?" Francis looked back down at his coffee, trying to avoid the fact that he never goes to visit her.

"My father died when I was young. I mean, I never really knew him but after my mom brought me along to visit him when I was fifteen, I felt horrible that I never went to visit him. Then I thought about how disrespectful it could be; that person could have done so much for you and you could forget so easily. Maybe it was because of the cruelty of the nature they left in... But why would you stop seeing them? I give them flowers because I want them to feel loved. I want them to know that they are not forgotten." She explained, her voice was a little shaky.

Francis looked up and smiled gratefully. "You are very kind."

"I do not believe so. I am simply doing what I think is right." She chuckled halfheartedly.

"Jea- Lisa..." He blushed again, "I am so sorry. Lisa, you do a lot for people who have done nothing for you." Francis had thought about how Jeanne had hoped to save an entire country in which most of the people had done bad to her. How could she hold so much forgiveness and love in such a human heart?

"I want everyone to be happy whether they are alive or not." Lisa shrugged.

Francis smiled and nodded as he blinked and too another sip. "Do you ever think to grow your hair?" He mumbled. It was really a strange question.

"Do I ever wish to grow my hair?" She smiled. "I recently cut it, but I like this length."

"How did it look when it was long?"

"Here." She looked through her camera and found a picture. She then passed the device over to the Frenchman.

The male took the camera and looked at the picture.

"I want to save you." The young lady smiled up at him. "I want to do everything in my way to save you from what the English have done to you."

He remembered that her hair was messy and long. Her eyes so full of hope and kindness, she was so innocent but yet so wise and it hurt him to see her go. He missed her scent and her company, and he was so happy to meet Lisa.

"It was said that Jeanne was alone because the Dauphin had left her and did not pay the ransom when she was captured. But I never left her. I tried to save her until the last minute."

Lisa gulped and looked down at the dark liquid. "I- you saw her take her last breath?" She shook for she felt pity for him.

"Ah... Oui." He sighed and tried to push aside the memory.

"I-I am so sorry." She regretted that question and pursed her lips tightly together.

"It's alright... I have tried to forget the last part, but I have a feeling that I can do so now." He smiled. "God does wonderful things, and this time he wants me to be happy. So does Jeanne."

Lisa blinked and wrinkled her eyebrows. "What do you mean?" It was her first time actually asking when she did not fully comprehend his words.

"I'm sure you will be able to see soon. But for now I must be going, ma belle, I promise to see you soon." Francis stood from his seat and gave her a wink before waving her a goodbye and leaving the store.