“My little Pygmy, " he murmured. "Are you planning to save the world?"
"Yes," she whispered. caught in his gaze. Something sad and cynical crept into his eyes, coloring the green--a shadow of the pain she glimpsed last night. She wanted to banish it for him. Something in her knew that even more than she wanted to make the lives of Britons better, she wanted to help heal Derick Aveline. She reached her other hand to his face, cupping his jaw. "Yes" she said again, aloud, more firmly than before. "I am going to save the world."
And I am going to start with you, her heart whispered.”