" The grin he gave Darryn made the blood run cold." The grin he gave Darryn made the blood run cold. He wondered how much of that 'skill' was applied strictly to the healing arts in a sense of self-preservation. "I thank you, especially since you have taken upon yourself an increase in the time you spend on her training, beyond our agreement, without asking for an increase in the cost." "Master Teltirray, Aimee' presents a challenge. I hope you do not take this wrongly, but I feel I am learning from her as I have never worked with a woman before and feel most uncomfortable doing so." Teltirray smiled, taking Darryn's words exactly as he had expected. "I understand. Still, I appreciate beyond words what you have done to her." "I am grateful." "I apologize for interrupting you. I see you are in a hurry." "No, merely anxious to return home. I have much to do tonight." "Then I shall not keep you any longer. Good day." "Good day." Teltirray had departed. Darryn walked down the hall, enjoying his success, celebrating with quiet happiness the nutured hope that Aimee' might survive Teltirray's abuses unharmed and that she might someday register at the College as a student... under his aegis. So complete was his self absorbtion that he didn't notice the woman at the end of the hall until her hand reached out and dragged him aside. |