—I do what I can... —said, soft spoken as always, as she saw his hand reach towards her. She didn't move, waiting for the touch to reach her as she felt her heart suddently racing.— It would be easier if you were around more, I've run out of reasons why you aren't visiting. —Moon grabed his wrist and kept holding him in between her slightly shaking hands. For a moment she seemed doubtful to talk, but either way inquired gently— Why don't you come visit us for dinner?