His eyes remained on her, as she talked, and he didn't interrupt. Carefully, he raised his glass, after the chin-chin, nodded, and took a small sip. It was good, sound advice, he knew.

But.

It wasn't necessarily completely applicable to him.

"I... want those things. But they are far too dangerous - to the party, even more than to me - until I've walked the direction I have to take to the end. Until I've completed what it's all for, and have to seek for a new one. Until then..."

He leaned back, without taking his eyes from hers.

"Until then, I'm grateful that you're cautious enough to let me in without drawing a sniper rifle shot just because I'm around you."