"Ah, so there's various different roles that people undertake when doing a job. What part do you play then?" She's genuinely curious about how everything works, hanging onto his every word.
Bela catches him watching her and smiles a little shyly. "It really is. I've never experienced anything like it before; it's wonderful." Even her voice is full of awe. "I suppose some people just don't appreciate how beautiful it can be. Anything is possible in dreams; as long as you have the imagination for it of course. But it's reassuring to know that you've got your priorities right and aren't it solely for the money." Her smile grows fonder. "Thank you for sharing this with me."
Taking his hand, Bela gets up to her feet and begins to walk with him, a little surprised by how real his hand feels. "No bringing in George Clooney, then?" She teases, playfully nudging him with her shoulder. "I can imagine that mixing reality with fantasy could make you lose sight of your perception. You needn't worry Arthur, I've a solid grip on reality and I won't bring in anything I'm not allowed to." Her thumb brushes over his hand gently, sensing that there's something up.
"Sounds like you've had experience of that or at least know someone who has. If that's true, then I'm sorry for what happened, Arthur." Bela smiles softly and squeezes his hand a little. "You don't have to tell me of course. I respect your privacy."
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Bela catches him watching her and smiles a little shyly. "It really is. I've never experienced anything like it before; it's wonderful." Even her voice is full of awe. "I suppose some people just don't appreciate how beautiful it can be. Anything is possible in dreams; as long as you have the imagination for it of course. But it's reassuring to know that you've got your priorities right and aren't it solely for the money." Her smile grows fonder. "Thank you for sharing this with me."
Taking his hand, Bela gets up to her feet and begins to walk with him, a little surprised by how real his hand feels. "No bringing in George Clooney, then?" She teases, playfully nudging him with her shoulder. "I can imagine that mixing reality with fantasy could make you lose sight of your perception. You needn't worry Arthur, I've a solid grip on reality and I won't bring in anything I'm not allowed to." Her thumb brushes over his hand gently, sensing that there's something up.
"Sounds like you've had experience of that or at least know someone who has. If that's true, then I'm sorry for what happened, Arthur." Bela smiles softly and squeezes his hand a little. "You don't have to tell me of course. I respect your privacy."