Elaine entered, taking no notice in the furniture of the state of the room. It was pointless to try to distinguish that with her blinded eyes. She faced Damien with a big grin when he pointed at the pendant. “Well, you’re observant,” she complimented, “Most people would think is a cheap emotion changing glass ball I bought in a sale.” She reached for the sphere, feeling the warmth beneath her digits.
“This is what I wanted to show you, Damien,” she said, stretching her arms to remove the necklace. “It is a project that is still ongoing.” Her head pointed at the door that was still open. “Mm, we need privacy, first.”