She ran because she was late, with the bag in his hand abruptly crossed the street and catch his breath he thought within himself that he is not a surprise at the end of time, especially if unexpected.
So he went into that room full of mirrors and immediately saw him. Not his reflection, he saw himself and smiled.
It was a moment, a moment.
Perhaps the troubling because it was not yet strong enough to know which direction to take. He did not know if it was the wisest path of action or that the wait.
She thought back to quegl'occhi and those hands and knew he would have liked to see more action in how to move.
But it happened that she quegl'occhi clear and rethink what they had won in that short time.
In the face of what he could speak without his lips moving.
So he sat down, and being barefoot and looked for him with his eyes, though, had they been alone, she wanted to tell him many things.