"Varian? What are you doing here?" She asked, shocked to see him standing there.
"I am here to see you," he said, standing up from the couch.
"To see me? What for?" she blinked still at the door.
"We need to talk."
"Talk about what?" Ellen asked, leaving the door to the mini-fridge. She was trying to stay calm and not freak out because he was just standing casually in her room. "Do you want something to drink? I have water, a can of cola, and a bottle of beer, or if you want something fancy, I can ask room service to bring something up for you," she said, chattering away, back to him.
She was going to call him, but she was not ready for eye contact at all. She was going to call him today and then see him a week after she got back to the city; that way things wouldn't be awkward f
