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Emmaline glanced away sadly as he mentioned being alone in the world. So, he was not so different from her. Then again, she still had Tabitha and John for whatever little comfort they could offer. Without them, she would have been utterly alone. At least she had some sort of family structure to bound her, even though Tabitha made everything seem more as a bother than anything else. Emmaline often wondered if the woman had always been so bitter, or if something had occurred over her lifetime. She believed the latter was true, hearing about a completely different Tabby from her mother's childhood tales.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Aaron. It seems that we may have more in common than I originally thought." She smiled to him, looking him over longingly. "And I only compared you to a Lord because you have the ability to silence a room with your presence," she said with a bush. "I'm not sure what it is, but you have some sort of air that follows you, commanding respect. I never met a lord before, so I figured that is what they would be like. It is not a bad trait, but and admirable one," she said, chuckling softly.

Emmaline blushed to his comment about siblings not being able to take away her attention. Her gaze found the stars again, smiling to herself. "Why thank you. You really are too kind to me, Aaron." She sighed softly and looked to him, feeling as if heavy thoughts were wandering his mind. "We should talk about something else," she said abruptly, sitting up. "This is a night for pleasure, come, what else would you like to do? I could show you more of the park if you would like. Or the docks. . . Or anything really."