Aside from the nightmares, Ita's meeting with Fisher had only made her happy. She knew her parents were happy... ish. And they were proud of her. She also knew who had done it, and why. Maybe not exactly, but really, how many sorceresses could there be? Especially ones who work in pairs and use fire magic. Someone had to know.
She hd been trying to think of a way to thank him, and she didn't know him well enough to know what he'd really like, so she went to her default - cooking. And who didn't like pie?
And that was why she was knocking on his door. When it opened, she smiled her sweet as pie smile, and held up the pie. "I hope you like peaches?"