"I've only got an hour." she says. Her eyes bold and fast. --abrupt in letting him know. She wouldn't allow herself to stay the night. Not tonight. She had to make herself go. "Okay." He said. "If that's what you want."
She didn't respond; kept her face still, hard and gaunt.
"Why did you come here? You know an hour's not enough."
Again she said nothing, and he drank his tea in disgust. "I wanted to see you. Had to see How you've grown."
"What's there to see when you know I'm alone."
The paper lanterns hanging moved ever so slightly She reached out, touched his hand. Their fingers kissed lightly.