Athena inclined her head, quietly curious. He wanted to talk. She hadn't expected that. Something had happened, then.
She had approached Will Stutely... it had to be close to a month ago now. That had been the same day they had struck at the Sheriff of Nottingham, the day the Sheriff had publicly lost his cool and let slip that he was flying out of the country to set his affairs back in order. Assuming he'd left immediately, he must be back in town by now. Back, and with scores to settle – unless they had moved swiftly to neutralise him, but Much's jumpiness suggested otherwise.
"Of course," she returned his smile with one that was open and attentive. "What would you like to talk about?"