Rosalie held the tea with both hands and sat down, warming her fingers up but not drinking any of it yet. "Is..." she hesitated, not wanting to make Ella talk about it if she didn't want to. "Is it the moving back part? Or is there another reason?" She didn't even flinch at the causal mention of Boyd, just gripped the cup a little tighter, making the pads glow pink as her knuckles went white.
She didn't relax much when Ella asked her how she had been, but tried to look surprised that the topic would have even come up. "I've been alright." As always, of course. A finger traced the rim of her cup as she struggled to come up with some supplementary detail to make it vaguely more convincing. "Daddy was in town for a couple weeks so there was lots to do."