#martinreply

This was all a little too close to home. "I'll pass on the murder thanks, find me when it's over." It was maybe selfish but she just didn't want to get involved so she'd rather hunker down and hide. "I've done this game once. So I've had my fair share."

“Hello, you must be Martin.” Thranduil opened the door to his office. He worked as a physiatrist out of his home. He felt safer there talking to his patients from where he was comfortable allowed him to give better advice. Anywhere else he might be too in his head to actually help. “I’m Doctor Oropherion. Nice to meet you.”

There was a knock at her office door and she looked up. “Come in, the door is open.”

Satine had been working a lot recently but wanted to make sure Martin was settling in alright. “Martin.” She smiled at him leaning against the doorframe to see him at his desk she had set up for him. “Would you want to grab lunch with me today?” 

"That is very sweet of you to say Martin." Satine smiled at her friend. "You are too. It's a busy life that of a senator but we move and make a chance." She was made for politics. Made to be in the centre of it all despite what she thought earlier and tried to be a lawyer.

Despite her arm being in a sling still she went back to work. She was a senator. She couldn't be away for that long. She could do work one handed. "I love it. Thank you, Martin. You're so sweet." She accepted the coffee from her dear friend.