His hands make the slightest of twitches, a quickly aborted movement of agitation. "You'd... best to talk to him, first, but if I have to meet him face to face, so be it. If I can't fix my own world, I'd still like to do good for yours." He watches her face, his expression impassive but his eyes desperately hopeful. He does not intend to pull her away from her work there, but to aid her. The greatest danger in such a project may be the risk of neglecting his own work, and at the very best he'll be stretching himself thin. On the other hand it may ease his mind enough to be worth those dangers. She does not know how privately desperate he is.
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Date: 2009-05-12 03:44 am (UTC)