Lachlan would have hung back even if Fiona hadn't signalled for him to remain behind. He knew as well as she did that they had much to discuss, and he knew he could catch up with Morrie before she got back to Hiraeth.
He brushed her thanks away with a tired wave of his hand. It wasn't the late hour that had worn at him so much as the meeting that had just ended. "It was about what I expected it to be," he admitted after a moment. "Morrigan was never going to be a wallflower content to let others do the talking."