Martha hugged him back. She was grateful he wasn't pushing. Because even if he did, she wasn't going to tell him. Not yet. She had to sort too many things out in her head before she did.
She laughed though and whacked him on the shoulder. "Riff raff? I'd think they would be more worried about you on that account!" She kept the grin up too. "Next? A top. Definitely a top. Or three. One of the shops two doors down looked promising."