Dankovsky takes the teapot and serves them both, unable to take his mind off of Helena's words.
"I must say, I admire your confidence."
Once he's done, he rests the teapot back to the center of the table and sits back, bringing his cup to his lips and smelling its aroma.
"I wish I was as steadfast as you are, really." He pauses, and eventually admits, "...have I already told you about the farm I've picked up, Ms. Adams?"
One of Martin's winter blends, there's a touch of spice to the black tea, to warm the drinker in this time. It brings winter to mind, but in a familiar sense.
"You have not, but that's remarkable. You're quite the talented man, Doctor - medicine and farming."
Helena's lips quirk up in a smile, catching the pun. Her tone is as warm as the tea, taking the news of it being impulsive in stride.
"The worst that can happen is that you determine you're not cut out for it, and change professions again. But you might find something unusual you have a knack for instead. I know I sound almost senselessly optimistic, when I say that, but...take it in the light of someone who thought for a time she might not find something that she could do to be of true use to others."
Even this job with Gerry isn't where her life will be. But she remembers the faith that her sister has, that Raven has, that Security has in her. Slowly, the wounds are closing. Slowly, she is growing.
"I know that it's not the only measure of a person, but...being able to do that, like anyone else, matters a great deal."
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Dankovsky takes the teapot and serves them both, unable to take his mind off of Helena's words.
"I must say, I admire your confidence."
Once he's done, he rests the teapot back to the center of the table and sits back, bringing his cup to his lips and smelling its aroma.
"I wish I was as steadfast as you are, really." He pauses, and eventually admits, "...have I already told you about the farm I've picked up, Ms. Adams?"
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"You have not, but that's remarkable. You're quite the talented man, Doctor - medicine and farming."
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"Far from it. In fact, I know next to nothing about farming. It was a rash decision I made on a whim."
He sips his tea.
"But I figured it might help me..." He looks up at Helena, smiling slightly. "...find my roots. In this town."
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"The worst that can happen is that you determine you're not cut out for it, and change professions again. But you might find something unusual you have a knack for instead. I know I sound almost senselessly optimistic, when I say that, but...take it in the light of someone who thought for a time she might not find something that she could do to be of true use to others."
Even this job with Gerry isn't where her life will be. But she remembers the faith that her sister has, that Raven has, that Security has in her. Slowly, the wounds are closing. Slowly, she is growing.
"I know that it's not the only measure of a person, but...being able to do that, like anyone else, matters a great deal."