“You know we don’t have to do what she says,” Roman said standing cross-legged on the dressing table in Tessa’s room. “If I talk to her, I can talk her out of it.”

“There’s no need for that,” Tessa said. “Let’s just do what she wants.”

Roman tilted his head. He could swear he heard a bit of excitement in her voice.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you actually wanted this.”

Tessa stopped folding the clothes in her hands. Staring into the half-full suitcase.

“I….why would you say that? Did I say something to make you think that?”

“No, but you just don’t seem to be against it...