"Well, another person's home or not, what is unnecessary is what is unnecessary," She murmured to herself, sighing. She watched him for a long moment, trying to decide whether to leave, or whether to make a point by staying. She tried to stop her lip curling in distaste and instead, she simply gave him a blank expression as he stood.
But then he stated his name. Charlot. This was Charlot? Oh, great. Christopher's best friend and she'd already gotten off on the wrong foot with him. Fantastic. She wondered if he'd know her as she knew him, so she watched him curiously as she extended her hand to take his, giving it a gentle shake. "Thérèse du Labarre."
It rested on whether Christopher had talked about her or not. She doubted it.