Thérèse trusted him. That feeling of a long friendship was felt by her too, and she couldn't help but feel relaxed in Christopher's company. The idea that he might have any ulterior motives had never entered her mind. Any interrogation would be construed as simple curiosity, which she had no problem with. She'd answer any questions he had. Good for him, bad for her.
"Thank you... I'll do that now." She turned to indicate to the dressmaker. "I should like to buy some flowers first, if that's alright with you. Just a simple posey, for Julien." She disappeared into the back room again to get changed and to arrange delivery and payment, emerging in short time back in her original dress, also black and almost painfully simple. Her veil and rosary beads were stored safely back in the carriage. "Alright. Shall we?"