She looked at him and then let out a long, weary sigh. "A man called Lord Gordon sent out a private investigator. I met with him and showed him a picture of Pippa and myself." She paused and pulled out a small photo. There they were, Pippa and Tobi, and it was clear that Pippa looked as if she was in love with her friend, it was about palpable to someone who noticed those things especially. Tobi seemed to look back in a similar manner in the picture.

The smile alone on Pippa's face said more than enough.

Even the way the picture was looking worn and sepia as if aged by many years instead of just one or two. The crease in the center told of her looking frequently, the browner area, a spot near Pippa's face, spoke of someone who carressed a picture dreamily.

Weather he took it or not, she looked down at the plate she had yet to really eat from, saying softly, "I need to see her, but not to her detriment..." Not just see, but hold, she thought.