"I'm already here. So what did you want to talk about?"
Moreau's bright blue irises looked seriously into her stepfather's face. They had just sat facing each other with Abihirt not saying anything just to start. Moreau wanted this conversation to continue and finalize the deal in a proper and fitting manner, which would even have to wait a while until the man returned from an important activity.
Now only an outstretched arm pulled at the desk drawer. Moreau slowly observed the manner to Abihirt's calm expression as he sorted through the documents.
Tentatively the man shifted a few files closer in front of her. She frowned, giving Abihirt a puzzled look, but tried to figure herself out by reading the series of sentences bolded there.
Something, anything, that Moreau had never thought o
