"It is my hope as well, I would be glad to see you." And he meant it, even if it was simply to stare and dream about touching her hair. It was a difficult thing to resist.. She was beautiful, and her hair was as bright as the sun.. golden and lovely. Like silk, he imagined, soft like Katya's had always been. But, his musings had to be shut away. It was no good to dream in such a place as this. There were too many eyes and Antonin was a smarter man than to slip in a public forum.
"I will look into your case, if it would please you, but I not being able to access your files without the correct permissions. I will contact you, perhaps. In the future. And we will speak about this, it would be pleasing to help one such as yourself," Soon, quite soon, he thought.