Sanria walked out of Thasmudyan's room and closed the door behind her. She stood in the hallway, Orn's room only a couple doors away, unable to come to grips with what had happened. Part of her understood, for there were times when she looked at Thasmudyan wanting him to be Colin, the other part of her, the greater part of her, was left more confused. The life force that flowed from the healer into her pulled her into him, for a moment, they were one - and she could see lifetimes within him... and herself reflected in more than a couple. She knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she had loved the man in the guest room, and loved him more fiercely than anyone else. But that was a lifetime ago...
She held her breath as she stood in the hall and her eyes filled with tears. Confusion was a force she had not anticipated, and seeing yourself reflected in the heart of another soul without being able to recall any of it was more than she had bargained for. Part of her wanted to go back in, to slip into his bed, to sleep with this heart she now found herself entwined with like a long lost lover - but that time had passed. With great effort, reminding herself of the present, of her son, of her upcoming child - she pulled herself from the doorway and headed upstairs to the master bedroom.
Sanria told Colin everything... everything except what was going on deep in her heart. She truly had wished it was Colin... some of the time... but to admit to him what she had felt and the terrible trembling in her heart would only have served to break him down further. That was a lifetime ago. She wouldn't be going anywhere. She'd stay with Colin. She had her answer, she had her understanding, and she had more than she'd ever bargained for swirling within her like a tempest.
After many reassurances, the couple laid in bed and Sanria's mind went into overdrive. To make this work, to not let Colin discover the extent of her thoughts, she would have to avoid Thasmudyan until the man left. She couldn't help but realize that she had only made things worse. She was now sitting on a powder keg and Thasmudyan was a flame.
