Katya frowned, concerned about what 'things are good' could mean for the rest of the population of Seattle. Her eyes were the only unguarded thing about her, and there was obvious concern, sadness, and disappointment in them, despite her intent focus on her tea or the table top, anything so long as it wasn't Gideon.
Except he knew something was up. Not good. "I had a visitor last night that gave me some troubling news. That is all," she replied, doing her best to meet his gaze, though she only did so for a second. "What was it you needed to discuss?" Part of her was afraid to ask him about Roger's revelation, afraid that the answer to her question might not be the one she wanted to hear.