Alicia’s eyes were drawn to Adrian’s hands. She had asked because the geography of Italy seemed a safe topic, and she had in no way thought that it would lead to Adrian being this uncomfortable. She tilted her head slightly when he looked back up at her and was about to apologise when he continued.
For a moment, all she could do was look at him, the sincerity in his blue eyes really driving home the point. The Puceys were Pureblood, though from what she had heard of Sera and her husband they were hardly blood purists. So for them to have wanted to get away from Europe meant that there would have been a danger in them staying. At least that was the only way she could see it. Gently she put her hand on his, hoping to calm the nervous fidgeting. “We did everything we could to keep our family safe, too,” she told him softly, hoping that he would see that she didn’t see anything wrong with them having left for the other side of the ocean.