"Mhmmm," Megan replied before looking up. It wasn't that she wanted to be alone, really, but she wasn't looking for conversation either. It was an odd place to be in. Finally she set her fork down and looked up at who had joined her. Ioan. Meg managed a small smile. "Didn't know it was you. Sorry."
One foot tapped against the floor. Even in grief, Megan couldn't be completely still. "It's all sorts of fucked up is what it is. I mean, people are supposed to be safe now and if a witch like that couldn't defend herself then what chance do the rest of us have?"