Shard winked at Mr. Enriques:
"By the way, I'm taking a break. I encountered some troublesome people at the party, so I wanted to hide for a bit. Oh, Mr. Enriques, I didn't expect to see you again, what a coincidence. Speaking of which, since we last met, how have things been with you and your wife?"
He pretended to be curious... and he really was curious when he asked, considering Mr. Enriques knew Shard was aware of most things, he didn't hide from him:
"After tossing that coin, I realized what I truly wanted. I took your advice and consulted a psychologist. He believed I was overly anxious. Although his hourly rate was somewhat outrageous, thankfully, after talking to him, I felt I truly gained something."
Mr. Enriques gestured with the letter in his hand to Shard and stepped over to the light of the kerosene lamp:
"However, to say there's no care at all in my heart is impossible, after all, she is my childhood lover, my current wife..."
