She jumped in surprise at his voice, nearly dropping her vial. Flushing at her reaction - though could she be blamed? She hadn't heard his voice for months - she inclined her head in a nod toward him.
"Well, I'll keep that in mind for next time, thank you." Her own voice was just as cool as his, and she wondered if this was how things were going to be now.
Was this, she wondered, better or worse than the silence and the grudge? Or the pleading for forgiveness she'd endured that last week before the holidays?
Emerald eyes searched his dark ones, wondering if she'd find any answers there.
And she wondered about the comment in her journal as well, but ... she didn't think that was him. Not really. Though she wondered if he knew who it had been.