"Piotr," her glossy lips curved upward as he arrived and she motioned for him to sit before he did so. She adjusted herself, uncrossing then recrossing her legs - now at the ankles. Her arms extended out to either side and rested on the back of the mosaic bench. "Come in to relax a bit? I know it's been awfully stressful for many of us, lately." Her leg moved forward and the tips of her toes caressed along the side of his inner-calf and moved upward to his knee before falling again. This was going to be easier than she'd anticipated. Her eyebrows knitted with concern over pitying blue eyes. "I know how hard you work around here. It must be difficult. So much giving to do, and everyone around you doesn't seem to want your help..." You're so very giving, aren't you?