[Completely engrossed in her work, she didn't hear him approach, so it's only his voice that makes her look up, sharp, surprised -- before the surprise melts into something genuinely pleased.]
[She doesn't need to come any closer to know what it is he is talking about and she looks down, her hand brushing the ends of her hair lightly.]
I know how much work you put into caring for that hive... I found the idea of letting it all go to waste unappealing to me, after you left.