She gets up to leave

Gemma stood up excitedly, finally receiving the divine attention from the old man in which she was so desperately seeking. Sarah watched, almost in disbelief at the deep eye contact between the two, as the old man continued to talk about his beliefs, his hope for the world and why as a family, nobody can destroy them. Every single word is like a drum beat to Gemma's heart, and she hangs on every word like it was her entire purpose in life.

"Fuck this." Sarah thought to herself, gathering her things and trying to plot her escape in her head. As she tried to quietly stand up and make her exit as the two were deep in conversation next to her. As Sarah started to move towards the door, she heard a voice behind her call out.

"Sweetpea. Is there a problem?"

As Sarah turned around confused, she had realized that the older gentleman was now behind her. Coming face to face, Sarah felt very anxious. Half of her wanted to just turn around and walk out, but the other side of her felt disrespectful and wanted to atleast give this man a chance to say his piece.

"Uh.. I just - I just don't think this was what I was looking for.." Sarah said awkwardly, trying to figure out a way to diffuse the situation. Unlike the rest of the room, she looked everywhere except the old mans eyes.

The old man stood and examined her quietly, just for a second. And then, he chuckled. And almost on queue, everyone else in the room laughed with him. He softly tried to catch her gaze, and when he finally did, he slowly placed his old paw on her shoulder.

"We all felt that way, Sweetpea. But after time you realize - it was this place looking for you. And it's found you. And so have we. And I'm so thankful you're here with us." He said with his southern twinge, staring deep into her eyes.