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here for Jan, he should show her some empathy.
    “Thanks”, she said heaving out a big sigh. He could see she was relieved and her body language changed.
    “I have wanted to ask you something. Ron said Zilo and you were together in college. Is that true?” Jan asked.
    “Yes.”
    “Wow.”
    “What’s so good about it?”
    “It doesn’t happen often that you get to see four of us of the same college together on a situation like this. It’s so interesting to see you that each of us is so different from the other.” Arthur wondered if she talked like this all the time or was it because she got to talk to someone in days in person.
    “Zilo is so outgoing and you such an introvert.”
    “And Ron would be?”, Arthur asked.
    “Oh Ron’s perfect,” she added with a smile.
    “Yeah, sure. I can see love’s blind.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “Come on, Ron’s not perfect. In fact he is far away than perfect,” Arthur wanted to laugh aloud.
    “You don’t know him Arthur,” Jan said with conviction.
    Arthur didn’t have to know people to read them. He was too experienced for that, and he knew that.
    “Look Jan, I hardly know you but I can say a lot about you.”
    “Really? Okay go on.”
    “I could say that you like to really please Ron every time. You probably write a diary and you love old buildings,” Arthur said confidently. He had been observing her through the cam.
    “It’s so ... right.”
    Jan was surprised. She was taken aback that Arthur had read so very accurately, like an open book. She didn’t know of the cam which was perched high on a nook. It was not meant to be hidden but it would an experienced eye to catch it.
    “Arthur you are really special,” Jan said genuinely. “You are intelligent, observant and you have great reflexes. You saved my life.”
    Arthur felt awkward, he was not used to being spoken like that.
    “I have to go down, let me know if you need anything.”
     
    *****
     
    Arthur was in the hall. Jan was genuine. She was not faking it. But no one had ever told him like that. He had saved lives before. Zilo’s was one of them. He had been grateful since then but he never spoke out. Zilo preferred to show it by helping Arthur whenever he could.
    For Arthur, there had been hugs from grateful women but Arthur was not the hugs and kisses type. People have thanked him for saving him but Jan did more. She was appreciating him, seeing his light as she saw Ron’s or Zilo’s. Things like these made him tongue-tied; he didn’t know how to react. He just does his job for the sake of the job.
    He looked at his laptop. No updates from the Others. Then he checked the screen.
    Jan got up and picked up her light pink towel. Showers were fun now. There was no hurry, nothing to do. The weather was getting hotter and the more time she spent under the cool water, the fresher she felt.  She was thinking of undressing when she remembered that the door was locked from outside. She had kept it in mind so she had been changing her clothes in the washroom. It wasn’t always comfortable to do that, she wondered if the door had an inside latch. She checked the door and she was glad to see one there. She pulled shut the latch. She reminded to undo it after she was done with her changing. She went and pulled the wooden blinds on the window. The room got a little dark as the blinds shut off the light from outside.
    The room looked darker on the screen. Arthur was suspicious what she was up to this time. He watched the screen closely. The cam was high above the bed and it gave a view of the room with the window straight ahead, the table to the left and the bathroom to the right. 
    Jan opened her front buttons. She had her back to the cam. The dress slid off her back. It was dark but Arthur could make out Jan standing there in her underwear. She opened her hair, it covered her back. Jan picked up her dress and put it on the chair. She slid off her inners, picked the towel and went into the