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Deget had to refrain from egging James on. She knew the boy probably didn't want to think about her brother, to talk or discuss him. In her mind she knew that James had been friends with her brother and because of that it would probably be hard for him to talk about Zeke. But still.. Maybe she shouldn't ask the butler all too much.

"No need to call me miss, Sir." Her voice was gentle and teasing at the end as she sighed deeply. "Ya can sign if you want, too, by the way. Whatever you are better at or like doing more," the woman murmured.

Her lips pursed into thin lines and she closed her eyes for a moment- and you can see how much stress she'd had. The woman was only 24 years of age but yet there were already wrinkles forming in her forehead. There were were already stress lines that deepened in their valley from the edge of her eyes and then thinned out somewhere near her cheeks. All of a sudden, Deget just looked tired and beaten. But soon she straightened and let out a little puff of breath- and the fire in her soul and in her heart went back to burnin'.

She looked back at James and smiled. "Did he.. say anything about where he'd go after the party? Anything about plans or about me? 'A course ya don't have tu answer but I'd appreciate it if you could."