Ink Stains and Blotters

"[color=#ff4136]At least the shadows here, we know the names of.[/color]"  It was bittersweet, she realized, for the both of them.  They both lost their entire families, respectively, that day.  She when the kitchen staff had been slaughtered, and he, when his close ones had been put to the knife.  It was bad, sometimes, in the quite hours like now, to go walking down that memory lane, so she stopped herself there, and just smiled gently.

"[color=#ff4136]You heard Rene helped me get my funding for my thesis and experimentation, yes?  I'll be there on campus during the week in the laboratories.  Making potions and elixirs more potent apparently had a fan somewhere in the university.[/color]"  There, a successful change of topic, so that they could come out of the bad memories, hopefully.  Hopefully.