JONATHAN'S POV
I remained where I was, ignoring the temptation to go and grab the pen from her shaking fingers.
"What about the pen?" I asked with an indifferent tone.
She shrugged. "I've been looking for its kind for a long time, but I've been unable to find it. Can you tell me how you found it?"
I cocked my head. The last time we'd been in this office flitted into my mind. She had seemed curious about the pen then as well. "Someone gave it to me. I guess the design was discontinued. Did you have something similar?"
She nodded. "A long time ago." She whispered. She was looking paler and increasingly uncomfortable, so I went to where she was standing and pushed her softly so she sat on the chair I'd just vacated. "You look like you're about to faint." I told her when she stared at me confused.
