"The future is not my place; paths that may lead to a future...that's more my purpose." She turned; her hand lightly brushed at him as she changed one hand for another on the shelving. She needed a guide after all. Her smile grew a little; the words sounded more like that sanctimonious little bitch downstairs.
"Weaving the tapestry of life?" Her head turned a little as she paused; he could see her profile, the smile fading to the softness. "And what do you mean...beautiful powerful woman?"
She looked a little unsure at that moment, but that could be read so many ways, couldn't it? She held herself in place for a bit longer before continuing back to the counter. She'd fix him a good tea, she would.