Alcuin was feeling much the same, and he hoped he wasn't being... inappropriate. Somewhere in the back of his mind, something was scolding him, that he'd finally made a friend, a real friend, and did he really have to bring sex into it? But he couldn't help that the closeness he felt to Hani was accompanied by attraction.

Alcuin let the silence linger for a moment and then said softly, "There's a second part." He took the book from Hani then, turned the page, and read the next part of the poem aloud... and translated it to French.