"I've liked to have one in my pocket in case of emergency," Viola said. "Especially since emergencies are so frequent of late." Unless she was going for a leisurely walk in the woods, like she had this morning. But Viola was smart enough, now, not to make that mistake again.
She lifted a brow and smiled faintly as Courtenay engaged his service to her and to her brother, as if swearing fealty. "That's kind of you, Courtenay. I hope you don't think I was encouraging you to hold onto a pill merely for my own sake." It would be dreadful is that had been her implication, especially since it was clear, at least in this one way, that she could take care of herself.
Viola leaned back in her chair a bit at his question, tilting her head. She bit back the impulse to remind him that he often asked her frank questions and received truthful answers to them, which was one of the primary reasons why they argued so much, but she held her tongue and said, instead, "Of course. What's on your mind?"